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

Sweet Community State of Mind

Photo Challenge:  This week let your inner world and the outside one converge in a photo. At the end of January, Mission Church invited all of its volunteers to a gathering called “One Accord.” It was an event for the church’s volunteers to gather for worship, discussion and planning. I am humbly honored to be part of this cheery, supportive group and its charge. In taking a photo of sugary sweet carbs, I remember this fluctuating state of mind: I wantRead more

A Master’s Sweetness

Back on March 15th, I wrote how mom’s KitKat habit switched to a Starlight Mint habit. (The latter is still in full force.) The comments were wonderful, but I had a special back-and-forth with The Master of Something I’ve Yet to Discover, who tried to educate me about TimTams and the war between Crunchies and Violet Crumbles. I got the distinct impression that this is the Australian “Hatfields vs. McCoy” war of candy bars. I relayed to The Master how difficult itRead more

Chocolate Chips: A Valentine Song

(Sung to Open Arms by Journey) (My apologies to Journey) Standing beside you Here with the dark Wanting your cocoa with wine Softly you whisper You’re so sublime How could our love be just mine? We left the store together Your pieces apart And there you are on my tongue   So now I covet you Oh Chocolate Chips Nothing to hide Believe what I say So there you are Oh Chocolate Chips Hoping you’ll be The loving sweet to me ChocolateRead more

Not So Sweet Resolve

“What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” ~John Steinbeck~ How true when wind chills hover around -35 Fahrenheit (-37.22 Celsius) in the wee hours of the morning and when daytime temps are near 0. We are having an especially frigid week, reminiscent of last year’s It’s-colder-than-a-witch’s-behind winter. The long johns and hot beverages are working overtime. Funny, I’m not especially grumpy over the cold. I told Herman over at Hands onRead more