Here I go again. Shamelessly stealing from Sean. Well, it's not stealing if he says I can, right? And if I give him full credit? I love this man. He says it the way it should be said. He is not ashamed of his Southern roots. He is not ashamed to eat real food. And …
Category: desserts
Heroes
Ask Americans of a certain age where they were on 9/11 and they can tell you. I was in a 7th grade team meeting. Before internet and televisions in all classrooms. Most of us didn't even have radios. Sounds like the Dark Ages to the young'uns. The kids I teach this year, in 6th, 7th …
The BFF Hometown Tour
I would love to say that I will make Hometown Tour a regular feature of The Sabbatical Chef, but, well, I think that it would go the way of most of my best of intentions. As Mama Mildred has said to me more than once "The road to Hell is paved with good intentions." …
Happy New Year!
Some people make New Years Resolutions on January 1. Not me. My new year starts on the first day of school every fall. I have started school every August of my life since 1963 or 1964. I have officially survived the first week of of year 37. Wow. I am starting to sound old- even …
Whosits and Whatsits
I've got whosits and whatsits galore. Anyone who has watched Disney's The Little Mermaid more than once knows that line. (And will have the song running through her head all day.) Son #1 was very much in love with Ariel, so we watched it at least a million times. And thanks to Mama Mildred he …
Making new memories
This has been a summer of memories for me. My high school class held a long overdue reunion in June. We didn't track everyone down, but we tried. The 35 or so of us who attended had a great time. At one point, I just sat back and watched everyone hugging, talking, laughing, and sharing …
Baker’s Reward
I think that I have coined a new phrase. Oui, moi. Just a few minutes ago. Baker's Reward. Definition: What the baker deserves after measuring, mixing, putting something delicious in the oven, and cleaning up. And as I sit and type and wonderful smells start coming out of my oven, I am sipping my reward. …
Letting go
I've probably already used this title. It's my theme for early June. Another school year has come and gone. My 36th. And as excited as I am for summer, it is difficult to let go. Oh, the 8th graders are ready for high school, whether they know it or not. Some are nervous, some are …
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