Do you have a favorite season? I like it when it’s cold, wet and rainy, but only if I get to stay inside curled up by the fire. I’m not a fan of summer’s heat. Sure, I like the way my skin turns a beautiful bronze color, but you can only take off so much clothing and not get arrested.
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What’s That? It’s Orange Juice Day?
Oh my – that means just one thing – something delicious for breakfast. After all, man cannot live by bread alone. Nor can we survive with just a single glass of liquid sunshine.
Continue reading “What’s That? It’s Orange Juice Day?”Orange Juice Day and Old-Style Waffles
Seems like all we talk about lately is this National Day or that National Day. Hey, to write over 3,100 posts I have to get my inspiration from somewhere. Do you realize I have not missed a day of sharing in over 3 years? Yeah, that does not mean I sit here every day writing something.
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Today is National Chicken and Waffles Day. When it comes to Chicken and Waffles, most of those “in the know” have heard that we can thank Harlem’s bleary-eyed jazz musicians for this combination. As the story goes, these entertainers often frequented the after-hours clubs of Harlem. It was too late for dinner, but there was left-over fried chicken available. It was also too early for breakfast, yet the cooks had already begun to whip up waffle batter. The two just naturally found their way together.
Continue reading “The Perfect Midnight Meal”The Annunciation and Waffles
Not that we’re all in a rush, but today is exactly nine months from Christmas, the birth of our Lord and Savior. Today is the day Gabriel appeared to a young Mary and proclaimed “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” This is the Feast of the Annunciation.
Continue reading “The Annunciation and Waffles”Good Morning Sunday
Good Morning everyone. Well, it’s official, Hubby is walking away from the NFL. So Super Bowl Sunday is no longer a valid excuse for elevating his blood pressure. If you could see the stress he puts himself through with every game, you’d understand my relief that he’s had enough. I’ve never understood how veins bulging out of your head can be pleasant.
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