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Eat!

Hah! Arrived home from this-ing and that-ing just in time to catch the tail end of my community's potluck gathering  at the gazebo. Everyone had eaten their full, and I was encouraged to eat as much as I wanted. So I did. Cream cheese-stuffed mini peppers, avocado toast, blintzes, super-chocolatey little cupcakes, a pie made from a…

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That’s Keny!

I swear: I was just doing a wee bit of grocery shopping. But then all this other stuff happened. I was at Whole Foods Friday afternoon, where--of late--I've been buying organic pork sausage on the regular. (Love their loose breakfast sausage.) The strawberries actually had some strawberry-smell to them, so I got a few packs of them,…

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Reaching for the skies

I've seen a lot of dandelions in my life. Countless! I know a "normal" dandelion when I see one. I was weeding in a patch of tall lilies when I saw this monstrosity. This is the length—pun intended—to which a dandelion weed will grow when it is battling for its survival and sunshine amidst a patch…

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Rotten

You know that horrible (horrible, horrible) taste when an avocado starts to turn? Yeah, the one where even a smidge of it mixed in with the rest of the avocado just ruins the whole thing? That! Well, in a most mysterious of situations, I have found myself with a half dozen perfectly ripe-looking, perfectly ripe-feeling, completely-sans-brown-spots…

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An innocent mistake

I grew up--while not in open fields, farmland nor forests--in a fairly nature-based childhood nestled within the relatively safe confines of the suburbs. My childhood was predominantly in Columbia, Maryland, in the '70s, with its miles and miles of pathways, creeks aplenty and many thin slivers of woods abutted by housing developments and neighborhoods all…

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The Popcorn Report

Anyone remember Faith Popcorn? My goodness, that woman and her BrainReserve team were sooooo spot on with sooooo many trend predictions. Near prescient! Small luxuries ($4 cups of coffee) -- one of her predictions back in the mid/late '90s, was considered ridiculous. No one was going to spend that kind of money on a cup of…

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A second date?

One of my Uber Chronicles stories. Next up, I’m headed to an upscale restaurant in an upscale part of northern Baltimore City. Here, the streets are all recently paved and marked with brand-spanking-new reflective paint including the prettiest and most clearly marked bike lanes mine eyes have ever seen. These fresh, maintained and…

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