My Morning Ride
It seems that many people view my living in South Florida as all beach, sand and palm trees. Sipping frozen daiquiris and mojitos! Okay, well I do love all that and Ft. Lauderdale is just minutes east of me and Miami is just…
We Are Our Choices
Do you ever long for a get away weekend, one of these “escape from it all” trips? The kind that allows you to pause for a few days, take inventory of your life, celebrate your gifts and put your worries…
Lemon Foccacia
My father would share many of his memories and stories growing up in Sicily. His parents had moved to America before he was born but soon realized they missed their home and lifestyle too much. My grandmother was then pregnant…
Where I Write
I’ve been absent from my posting for a week having taken a mini vacation back home to Ohio. It’s been 11 years since I’ve seen fall leaves and felt crisp air. Swaying palm trees, blue skies and ocean views compete…
My Mother’s Recipes
The pages are tattered and yellow. The binding is loose and if you are not careful in picking it up, some pages will fall out. Her recipes did not come from a cookbook, but from her mother’s cooking. Written in ways…