24 pounds, boys and girls. Twenty-Four Pounds! I am really psyched. When we started this, we had a goal – something that seemed nigh on impossible – but we had to aim somewhere. Today, our goal is not only realistic, but totally doable. The gym is ...
It’s been nine weeks. Nine whole weeks since we began this odyssey. And, slowly but surely, it’s starting to pay off – Victor is down 19 pounds, I’m down 17 1/2. Hallelujah! I hafta tell ya, though, this has not been the easiest thing I...
Last night, as I was making my shopping list, Victor said, if you get a couple of chickens I’l...
Since Victor made a vat of chicken stock, I thought it only fitting to make a small pot of chicken s...
Wow. It’s cold enough to make a pot of soup! How did that happen? It’s been raining all ...
Tomorrow is Super Bowl Sunday. It’s The Philadelphia Eagles vs Those Bums Up In Boston. Yeah, ...
The weather may not be frightful, but dinner was definitely delightful! A steaming bowl of homemade ...
The latest edition of Fine Cooking magazine arrived a few days ago and one of the first recipes I sa...
Victor cleaned the kitchen, today, while I was at work. I’m officially banished for 24 hours. ...
One of my most favorite meals in the world is a bowl of steaming hot soup. It really is the ultimate...
Victor made a great batch of soup, yesterday, whilst I was at work. One of those perfect surprises a...
When is a pizza not a pizza? Why, when it’s a flatbread, of course! It seems that flatbread is...
Feed a cold, feed a fever, I always say… And on Day Three of the Cold From Hell, chicken soup ...
As much as I want it to be, it’s not snowing. I know, I know… snow is a hassle and it ma...
