There are many things you have to choose sides on in this life: dogs or cats, Coke or Pepsi, Yankees or Mets (I grew up a Yankee fan, as proclaimed by my father the day I was born) and cooking or baking. According to me, there is a big difference between cooking and baking. When…
There are many things you have to choose sides on in this life: dogs or cats, Coke or Pepsi, Yankees or Mets (I grew up a Yankee fan, as proclaimed by my father the day I was born) and cooking or baking. According to me, there is a big difference between cooking and baking. When…
“It was the best of wines..it was”…..I really don’t want to start off with that line, but with the title of this post, I’m sure many of you thought it was coming, and I hate to disappoint my winey friends. Apologies to Charles Dickens. Here’s what I really want to start with…. Absolutes in life…
“It was the best of wines..it was”…..I really don’t want to start off with that line, but with the title of this post, I’m sure many of you thought it was coming, and I hate to disappoint my winey friends. Apologies to Charles Dickens. Here’s what I really want to start with…. Absolutes in life…
“It was the best of wines..it was”…..I really don’t want to start off with that line, but with the title of this post, I’m sure many of you thought it was coming, and I hate to disappoint my winey friends. Apologies to Charles Dickens. Here’s what I really want to start with…. Absolutes in life…
It’s kind of a big joke among wine lovers that the term “leftover wine” is an oxymoron. But it happens. If you are like me and are the only wine drinker in the house. (Hubby sips every once in a while, but then again, he doesn’t write a wine blog, does he?) Or you could have…
It’s kind of a big joke among wine lovers that the term “leftover wine” is an oxymoron. But it happens. If you are like me and are the only wine drinker in the house. (Hubby sips every once in a while, but then again, he doesn’t write a wine blog, does he?) Or you could have…
It’s kind of a big joke among wine lovers that the term “leftover wine” is an oxymoron. But it happens. If you are like me and are the only wine drinker in the house. (Hubby sips every once in a while, but then again, he doesn’t write a wine blog, does he?) Or you could have…
I am somewhat embellishing the idea of a Super Bowl “party” in the title of this blog. The party at our house consisted of one rather cranky high school sophomore who had 4 tests the next day, one very tired Hubby (tired because he actually went out on his yearly “I need new clothes and…
I am somewhat embellishing the idea of a Super Bowl “party” in the title of this blog. The party at our house consisted of one rather cranky high school sophomore who had 4 tests the next day, one very tired Hubby (tired because he actually went out on his yearly “I need new clothes and…
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