#WATWB: Restaurant of Order Mistakes

Most of you know that I lost my mother in February to the complications of age and dementia. Dementia is a disease that I witnessed firsthand and one that had me always looking for the bright spots as mom’s memory and health declined. So, it’s no surprise that the following story captured my complete attention and heart. It comes from Tokyo, Japan. The story is from 2017, but its premise is completely positive for people with Alzheimer’s and dementia. “TheRead more

SoCS: There’s Always Another

One last post about September biking vacation and then I’ll shut up. The aftertaste, the honeymoon period, has been sweet. On the Sunday of that glorious week, biking buddy and I were on the trail during most of a Green Bay Packer vs. Minnesota Viking football game that started at noon. However, in doing so, we were burning a lot of calories and around 1:00 pm, our tummies told us it was time for fuel. Carbs and protein. We decidedRead more

SoCS: The Preposition Behind a Cliff

Upon a Friday sunny I shall write concerning this stream that follows through with a prompt on behalf of Dear Linda. It’s about 6:00 pm and I am brain dead. The cats are sleeping on the bed, the laundry is spinning around, and from within my stomach growls. I need food, not prepositions. I want quiet, not wordy words. From beneath the patio, I hear the neighbors drive in. Then they drive out. I wish they would stay home, haulRead more

I’m a Lettuce Leaf

“You are what you eat.” ~Victor Lindlahr~ This quote was preceded by “Ninety per cent of the diseases known to man are caused by cheap foodstuffs,” in a 1923 advertisement for beef. However, Victor was probably not the first to say this familiar line, or a version of it, in the history of humanity. Anthelme Brillat-Savarin wrote, “Tell me what you eat and I will tell you what you are,” in 1826. In an essay titled Concerning Spiritualism and Materialism, 1863/4,Read more

SoCS: Tins of Memories

Tin of mom’s pecan fingers Clove-pierced ham Cinnamon and butter yams Brandy-soaked fruitcake Tastes of Christmas gone by Tinseled, ornamental tree Magical lights of color Ruby red poinsettia Presents not quite hidden Sights of Christmas gone by Tinkly angel candle chimes Noisy jingle bells Choirs praising His birth Ripping wrapping paper Sounds of Christmas gone by Tinged by melty marshmallows and chocolate Incense of midnight mass Piney needles of a fresh-cut tree Dough, sugar, butter baking in the oven SmellsRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: PIE

It’s my favorite dessert. More so than chocolate cake. Mom and dad made killer lemon meringue pie. They also made the best strawberry dream pie, summer peach pie, and apple slices. Great German cooks, both of them. Last month, I met a few friends from church at a local restaurant (ironically called Mary’s Place). It was evening and I had already had a bite to eat at home because I knew what I wanted to order: A cup of decafRead more

Irrational Steak and Taters

“Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, craving and identity.” ~Jonathan Safran Foer~ Steak and potatoes are culture Smoky, charred, creamy and pure Eaten by a hungry human vulture Chocolate is serious habit That demands a daily hit or she shall have a crying fit Mac and cheese is a bowl of craving This affliction needs saving Of thee melty cheddar we sing Food is part of our identity We consume pancakes with glee To eat, to drink, toRead more

Al’s Lonely Goatherd

“High on a hill was a lonely goatherd” Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo (from the movie “The Sound of Music”) One cannot spend time in Door County, Wisconsin, without passing the iconic Al Johnson’s Swedish Restaurant. They are noted for their Swedish pancakes and goats on a grassy roof. Al Johnson’s has been around for over 65 years, which means that theRead more

The Market of Smiles

Saturday, June 17th, was the first installment of Appleton’s outdoor Farmer’s Market. Over 150 musicians, sponsors and vendors selling fresh produce, meat, cheese, baked goods, clothing, arts and crafts, and more. This is the market’s 25th year on College Avenue, extending four blocks, and including half a side street and Houdini Plaza. From the Farmer’s Market Coalition: “Over the years, the market has evolved from a parking lot space of 30+ vendors to moving onto our newly renovated College AvenueRead more

Talkin’ Food

He’s a talker, that one. I wish I knew what he was saying. He wants something. Perhaps love. Perhaps prey. Or perhaps nothing but to hear the sound of his own plea. Food, human, food! Don’t you understand? He yowls, that one. I wish I knew what it meant. Is he scolding someone? For the bane of winter enclosed? For lack of a thousand cat toys? Or maybe nothing but to admire the sound of his own majesty. Food, human,Read more

One-Liner Wednesday: Chips and Contradiction

I don’t believe I’ve ever had a chip on my shoulder about anything (I’m not the angry sort), but sometimes you don’t always see the worst of yourself. I’ll have to ask my friends about this, their perception. I can tell you that I do love a great bag of chips. Salty, crunchy chips. Chips that I can put on a dried beef, lettuce and mayo sandwich. Chips that hold up to shoveling smoked salmon pate or tuna salad. ChipsRead more

Sweet Anticipation

Weekly Photo Challenge: Anticipation. What are you waiting for? I’m waiting for the last four Pecan Sandies to cool before dousing them with powdered sugar. Anticipating any minute now… I’m waiting to finish the last batch of Pecan Sandies before moving onto Gingerbread. Anticipating a favorite holiday cookie… I’m waiting for the last of the Gingerbread to bake so that I can apply the eggnog frosting. Yes, you heard right. Eggnog frosting. Anticipating a few Mmmmmmmm’s… I’m waiting for the CinnamonRead more