You can hear the pride in my voice – ‘It happened at the gym’, I say as I hobble about in my sneaker-clad feet. That way, no one can curse me for having a fat behind and not doing anything about it. Well perhaps, except P, my esteemed colleague, who lets me know I [...]
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September 1st, 2009
Do you ever make a particular recipe till everyone is fed up? As in completely, totally fed up. For instance my husband doesn’t want to see Salmon with his two eyes. I’ve over-cooked it (not texture wise) - but cooked it too many times, different ways but still enough for him to be totally [...] July 16th, 2009
I’ve never fancied Banana breads or muffins. Never courted them, craved them or sought them out in a crowd. Not when I was young and my Liberian-American aunt made it with Rice Flour. I just couldn’t imagine how over-ripe bananas could morph into something glowing…. till I met my friend, S. Kids obey you parents and it [...] |
 
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