Category Archives: 28 Days of Dinner at Home

“What about the skis?” Christina said, looking at me. “You have not used them since you moved to Minnesota, in 2003. Can we please move them out of the storage area?” My gut reaction to this, was to look wounded. … Continue reading →

Mary scarcely looked out of the window anymore. It was the summer of 1816, which would go down in history as the “year without a summer”. Weeks had passed since their arrival at the Villa Diodati by Lake Geneva, and … Continue reading →

We all leaned back in our chairs, comfortably watching as someone else stood in the hot seat presenting her data to the lab group. Most of the group are post-docs, and I imagine their comfort to be both a product … Continue reading →

“What vitamins should you make sure to have an adequate supply of in order to lower your risk of heart disease?” I asked the two students, then looked at the answers on the study guide that the professor had handed … Continue reading →

I was standing in the elevator holding a bag of groceries, my laptop slung over one shoulder. The paper bag was cutting into my hand, and the laptop was pulling at the skin on my neck, so I was glad … Continue reading →

In the weeks leading up to the competition, I tried everything I could think of: filet mignon, seared scallops nested in an artichoke with hollandaise sauce, potato scale encrusted halibut, carrot and rutabaga encrusted pork chops, lobster tail in a … Continue reading →

I leaned my head against the cold glass window, and watched helplessly as the snow collected on the driveway. The faint smell of cigarettes, fireplace, and library books clung to the chill in the air of my grandparents house. I … Continue reading →

I remember it vividly. I was lying on the pinkish-red, shag carpet,watching a television with a dial that you had to get up to turn. A woman in a commercial is about to burst through the living room door, carrying … Continue reading →

“You are a real runner, most of us just run a few miles here or there, but you are a runner.” People say this to me often, and they touch my arm, and not their head up and down, and … Continue reading →

Today was the day that two became four. Christina’s mom, Catherine, and her husband, Everett, arrived this evening for a permanent visit. They are moving in to an apartment directly above our own. My mind was absolutely buzzing when I … Continue reading →