It was right about six months ago that I last did a menu with some of these Moroccan dishes on it. Since I am learning the fine art of not reinventing the wheel each time I do something, I re-use previous newsletters so that I only need to change the photos and links for the dishes which I am not repeating. Besides saving me a little bit of time, reusing old newsletters allows me to take a trip down memory lane and remember what it was that I was doing 6 months or a year ago.
I want to be perfectly honest with you all, as that is just the easiest way to be - this is late getting out to you because 1) I had a very busy weekend that included 3 kirtans and 2) I have discovered the BBC Sherlock Holmes series on Netflix. All the profound and appreciative things I was crafting in my mind to say to all the fathers out there were pushed completely aside by the mystery of the Black Lotus Crime Ring...
I definitely wanted to honor and give credit to all
Happy Sunday, everyone! This is going to be a very streamlined newsletter, as I have just returned from a whirlwind 39-hour bus trip (22 of which was travel time) to NYC. Thus I am lacking the time and presence of mind to bring you my usual obsessively crafted newsletter. ;-) One of the many benefits of the trip was that I used part of that long ride to figure out how to use Instagram. After years of hearing about how I should use it, I am finally on board! For those of you w
Adventures in writing. Or perhaps it is more accurate to say adventures caused by writing. That was the theme of my personal life this week. Twice I had the opportunity to deal in person with discussions stimulated by something I had written in this blog. The first was when the person who was the stimulus for my piece a couple weeks ago on anger, suddenly turned to me and asked, "So what was it that you were angry about in your blog?" "What blog?" Oh... Yeah... No, he hadn't