Today I realized I am no longer a beginner mountain biker. I may ride my brand new Cannondale mountain bike exceptionally slow on all the dirt fire roads I can find because let me tell you, I learned the hard way, you know what is really not fun? Flying over the handle bars! Nope! But …
Today is a winter soups day. It is snowy, blustery and cold outside. In my snug mountain cabin it is almost seventy degrees with the oven on for hours and a fire blazing away since seven a.m. This week has been so crazy insane busy that today I have nothing planned …
This morning was supposed to be a relaxing a.m. full of deserted sandy beaches and California’s cloud studded blue skies. I was supposed to sit on the beach in my decrepit Tommy Bahamas beach chair and read my book as dolphins frolicked in the Pacific Ocean. I was going to eat one of my favorite …
Nothing says hot summer days like BBQ and coleslaw. Or maybe 108 degree heat and humidity and thunderstorms. 108 heat is exactly why I chose not to drive down into the smoggy, humid hot and muggy valley today even though I’m dying to drive 100 miles to the west to Artesia, our local authentic all …
In the last two years my Indian cooking has gone from three recipes which all kind of revolved on cheap curry powder, Greek yogurt and lime juice to hand grinding my own curry powder with a mixture of fifteen different spices. I’ve ground so many hard things in my Nutri Bullet that the last cinnamon sticks I ground down …