I’ve never disliked a year enough to feel truly happy to see it go and I’ve never been able to master too much enthusiasm for a new one on day one. January 1st falling on a Sunday, my least favorite day of the week, doesn’t...
It all started when I asked a friend on Facebook to share a recipe for an Italian broccoli soufflé. Instead of writing it out or sending it as a link, she simply snapped a picture of the recipe straight from the pages of her cipy of...
