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Another Day, Another Diner

Last week, my brother and I met in Missouri to visit family and have our mother’s ashes interred alongside her parents’ graves. At least five generations of Mom’s people are buried there in her home town. Despite our somber errand, … Continue reading

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Tex-Mex In Any Other State…

I wasn’t born in Texas. We moved here when I was in the first grade. I wouldn’t so much as taste any kind of Mexican food until about ten years later. However, I’ve been making up for lost time (and … Continue reading

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Condiment Conflict

My husband, Brent, and I are usually pretty compatible. We both like reading, bicycling and ice cream. We enjoy the same music. I like to cook, he likes to eat. (Okay, so do I.) Sometimes we even agree on the … Continue reading

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All’s Fair in Lunch and War

If I like a particular food, I could eat it twice a day for a week and be fine. Brent? Not so much. With that in mind, check out these excerpts from my menu diary, then you tell me which … Continue reading

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Okay, I’ll Share my Hidden Gem

Important Notice to my Texas Readers: IF YOU ARE DRIVING AROUND EAST TEXAS AND SEE THIS BUILDING, STOP! PARK THE CAR, GO INSIDE AND EAT. Yeah, this rustic-looking building in little ol’ Murchison. Who’d-a thought? If I sound surprised, it … Continue reading

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Waste Not. . .

I grow carrots in my little backyard veggie garden. In the last three years I haven’t had to buy carrot seeds… I let the carrots provide them for me. Here’s the top-secret, fancy-schmancy procedure… 1. Plant a lot of carrot … Continue reading

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Caught In Its Claws

One nice crisp day when my car was in the shop, I took the loaner over to the nearest mall to hang out and work on my book. And maybe stroll around some shops a bit. Eventually hunger grabbed my … Continue reading

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