Yes, I’m still cooking. And yes, I finally messed up.
The delicious staple of my diet that does not ever get boring or lose its ability to fill me up.
Alas, even though this one was more tan in color, Marlo wouldn’t touch it. More for me!
Another cold night, another warm soup. One day I’m going to make a stellar sister wife.
I may not come up with the recipes, but I can follow directions and wield a mean wooden spoon.
I think my mother put my immune system on the prayer list in the temple.
Yeah, it’s a fad diet and you’re so disappointed that I am buying into this crap, right?
A couple of weeks ago when I wrote about changing my diet, only a few of you griped! What is up with that? Only one of you accused me of bragging, and then only one other told me I was susceptible to fads! Where is all the spit and vinegar? YOU GUYS. I AM BULLYING [...]