I Swear, I Don’t Know How the Fire Started

You’ll have to give me a minute to catch my breath. I’ve been holding it ever since this afternoon’s broker’s open house, waiting for the bidding war to escalate.

The King is Dead, Long Live the KIng

I was just learning to trust again after the whole pho incident, but I’m beginning to feel like we’re never going to have a truly honest relationship. YOU SIT UPON A THRONE OF LIES.

Smackdown: Wave the Checkered Flag

Today we spell redemption T-A-S-S-O.

My Mojo Is On a Part-Time Schedule

I seem to cook with a lot of fennel for someone who professes not to like it.

But It’s Got a GREAT Personality

Okay, so maybe this dinner ain’t such a looker.

Wordless Weekend: Snickerdoodle Oats

Wordless Weekend: Very Vanilla Rice Pudding