There’s a reason the rhyme says, “Cinnamon, spice, and all that’s nice.” For me there’s nothing that says autumn like the smell of warm spice cookies wafting from the oven. Which doesn’t explain why I’m baking these cookies now…
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San Diego Bakers?
There are groups for knitters, Koala lovers, Pullman train enthusiasts, underwater basket weavers, but nothing in the San Diego area for bakers. So I’m trying to start up a group here in San Diego of folks young and old, experienced…
What’s for Dinner?
Toddler Harbat has been growing up in our kitchen. She took her first steps there, and quickly learned where the bread was sliced. I’ve always tried to include her in food preparation, and her recent Christmas present shows where her…
Time Warp
I remember the buzzy excitement of a school concert. It’s nighttime yet you’re not at home, you’re back at school. The dark empty halls have the elicit feel of a store after hours. You leave your parents and prepare in…
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Dishes, Washing Of
I tire of washing dishes by hand. Funny, when you say it you sound like a 19th century matron who shakes her lace hanky at manual labor. I washed my own dishes for four years in my own apartment, then…
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