This story has been waiting in the wings, and I guess tonight is the night to tell it.  It’s about rice and beans, and if you are remotely connected to the MK family , you know it already.  You are forgiven if you go back to stare at the apple cake instead. 
Last year for Lent, [...]

6 or 8 weeks ago, I bought a bag of Granny Smith apples at MacPhersons because I’d been thinking about this cake.  They’ve been clinking around in my fridge ever since, taking up too much room and generally driving me nuts.  Too bruised and soft to eat out of hand, there’s nothing to do with [...]

I had my friend Rebecca over for lunch today because I wanted to get to know her better and ask a few questions about motherhood.  Rebecca goes to my church and we work out at the same gym–the amazing, non-profit Rainier Health and Fitness.  She’s a lawyer, but has chosen to stay home with her kids [...]

Saturday could have turned out differently than it did.  One of my favorite poems is by Jane Kenyon, and it’s called Otherwise.  She says , “I got out of bed/on two strong legs/it might have been/otherwise.”  I always think of that when I’m complaining about something trivial or feeling sorry for myself.  Every morning of my [...]

 
Yancey and I got a pizza stone for a wedding present 14 years (!!) ago.  Yes, we got married when we were 12.  I don’t remember who we got it from or why we had the foresight to think we’d need one, but we’ve been using it since our starry-eyed newlywed days.  I remember our [...]