In the past month, I've made several condolence dishes for the bereaving families. In both instances, they've asked for the recipes -- which I've obliged.

But I've got this unsubstantiated suspicion that they're just OOHing and AAHing my dishes because I'm a man. I don't like this naggging he's-a-good-cook-for-a-guy vibe ( Read more... )

Normally, I'm able to get in to our unit's microwave at noon time to cook my 10-minute lunch from Knorr/Lipton, but on this day, Millie got ahead of me with her frozen meal ( Read more... )

Saturday evening, in the face of snow and blowing snow, was our 31st annual Wild Game Dinner ( Read more... )

As always, we started off on Momside, where all the little kids reside ( Read more... )

Okay, it has more has to do with the incompatibility of Betty Crocker's icing and Betty-Mom's icing design dispensers, and less with my cooking abilities ( Read more... )