There is a romance about faraway places…a setting so different from the one you experience daily. Growing up in Southern California (in the suburbs of Los Angeles, to be exact), I took for granted the mild, relatively unchanging weather; the natural flora of scrub brush and oak trees (and the human-introduced flora of palm trees… Continue reading Go West and Sip!
I don’t mean that title literally…I know that both countries are beautiful and their people are friendly and welcoming. I’d really love to visit there someday (note, if anyone wants to sponsor me to go to, you know, make sure I'm right, I wouldn’t say no…). No, the title refers to a tasting event I… Continue reading Ireland vs. Scotland
Last week I asked you if you are a risk taker (Taking a Risk). I went on to describe how I took an untested cake recipe to meet my husband’s boss for the first time. It was my normal light-hearted post of humor dosed with a little bit of instruction, and it was a fun… Continue reading Taking a risk (Part 2)
I’m a lowly blogger, small in the wide world of food and whisky bloggers. However, I want to be bigger and, well, significant (who doesn’t?). I’ve been writing this blog for 6 months (whoa, it’s my semi-anniversary…yay me!), and I’m having fun doing it. But the question is, how do I grow? I’ve been talking… Continue reading Across the board across the Pond
In the “I’ll have what she’s having” scene from When Harry met Sally, Meg Ryan fakes her climax then calmly takes a bite of her sandwich, what looks like a turkey on rye bread. Harry’s sandwich looks like the more traditional deli order, a corned beef on rye. I know, I know, the sandwiches are… Continue reading Rye Not?
So what’s that word when you go into a situation thinking you know the basic ground rules, then find that what you think you know might not be the complete picture? Mis…something. I can’t think of the word. You can’t either? Drat…I thought you’d help. When my girls were young and I’d drive them to… Continue reading Expectations Upended
Last weekend was the Kentucky Derby. How do I know this? Every restaurant I went into on Saturday had it on their TVs. How much do I know about it? Not much. My husband asked me which horse I would bet on (if I bet, which I don’t), and I replied, “The brown one.” Other… Continue reading Run for the Roses…and Bourbon
Whisky or Whiskey? What's in a name...an 'e', yes or no? When my girls were little and we would be waiting for something/someone (think doctor's office, mechanics, restaurant table, etc.), I would play a little spelling game with them based on their favorite show at the time, "Wheel of Fortune" (in my house aka "the… Continue reading Can I buy a vowel?
Pie is sublime. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against cakes (even with the slightly overdone cupcake phase we're in), cookies (see my recent post Sharing is Caring for my thoughts about cookies), or ice cream in general...in fact, I encourage them all with equal gusto. But there's something special about pie. Perhaps it's… Continue reading Easy as Pi (Day)