WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS…

Did I ever mention my appointment with a Des Moines, Iowa psychologist. In my mid-thirties, I was needing counseling and advice. After talking to me for 30 minutes he remarked that ‘I would hit my head incessantly against the wall to get something done.’ Heck, I smiled broadly, got all puffed up, considering that a… 

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WANT the RAINBOW? WELCOME the RAIN.

Not for one moment do I begrudge water-deprived California a drop of moisture. After suffering through five years of drought, losing 102 million trees in its stricken forests, this state needed a miracle. Obviously Mother Nature heard the plea, tweeted Mt.Olympus and Zeus, the Greek god of clouds, rain, thunder and lightning answered the call…. 

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#Everyonehasastory, #Cookthebookfridays,

“Everyone has a story, the air is full of stories.” Isabelle Allende Do you realize January 2017 has packed its bag, left the house and won’t return? Already two days into February, it’s Groundhog Day. Punxutawney Phil saw his shadow. Looking ahead, (or, not,) Super Bowl Sunday, the Oscars and Presidents’ week-end are in the… 

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GO FISH: BRANDADE de MORUE

This post is dedicated, with fondness, to Dr. David Yokum, who was a prominent thoracic surgeon and catfish guy. Being Iowa born and bred in the Fifties/Sixties meant odds are heavily weighted to a meat-and-potatoes palate. In the Corn State then there were approximately 200,000, 150-170 acre family farms. Each August at the Delaware County… 

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FLIPPING the SWITCH. LIGHTS on BRIGHT AGAIN.

When Mama doesn’t blog, Mama doesn’t eat well. Without Friday deadlines and recipes to tackle, I’ve lost my way. The fridge looks forlorn. The pantry? Forgettaboutit. My solitary banana is brown and there are no overs to left. Eight weeks. Enough. Time to take the foot off the brake. Plus, I’ve missed you. As you’re… 

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ELOISE of THE PLAZA HOTEL & ME

As I walked to The Gant’s front office recently, I was followed by a young man and his son headed in the same direction. During that 3-4 minute walk, the little guy, probably 6, never stopped asking questions, one after another. Honestly, not one breath. How is that possible? At some point I glanced back,… 

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JUNE is BUSTIN’ OUT in the ROCKIES

I need a Time Out to serve up some Joy. While processing the waywardness of our planet this week, it’s not disrespectful, to my mind, to search for an alternative to hand-wringing and strain. Who wants anxiety and sadness to become constant companions. Although I’m not important in that important sort-of-way nor powerful nor do… 

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LIFE on the SAFE SIDE: A LIST

Can you handle a How-To List? Realizing you’re involved in your own lives, I can hear heavy sighing. Take a deep breath. Grab that leap of faith. Today’s post is loaded with gems of wisdom. Lifesavers. For you. And, loved ones. It’s also CooktheBookFridays. Our recipe is Fattoush, David Lebovitz’s ingenious salad loaded with ‘a… 

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IT’S A REVOLUTION. (Not Politics. Food.)

Thankfully I’ve always been able to grow where I’m planted. Iowa. Florida. Georgia. Nevada. California. Stick me in soil and I’ll sprout. What is true, however, is that I seem to grow best in Colorado’s High Country. There is something profoundly solid about mountains. While that may seem a silly thing to say, these are… 

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ROAD TRIP: MARIN, SONOMA to PITKIN COUNTY

Not much can leave me speechless. SALTED BUTTER CARAMEL-CHOCOLATE MOUSSE. Words. Cannot. Describe. Since every drool-worthy dessert needs a simple meal as its prop, I’m nominating this old-timer, Pasta Citron avec Jambon and Olives from Le Procope in Paris. Claiming to be the oldest cafe in Paris (George Washington probably slept there also.), their no-frills… 

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MY LEXUS & ME: 7,200 MILES LATER

Where to begin. This is my last LIGHTSonBRIGHT postmarked from California. In mid-November I left Aspen, barely escaping the first snow flurries, knowing it would be springtime before my return. The left side of my brain, where my logic is warehoused, kept telling me this was a good thing. My heart, where most of my… 

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