As you will see, a long, long time has passed since my last post.  I had in fact forgotten that I had set up a blog (correction, my dear friend Shawn had set one up for me).  One of my new year’s resolutions is to write more, and include a blog in that.  I struggle with the word blog, because it is essentially an ugly word.  But it’s the word we use for what I am doing, so am getting over it as I type.

Quick look at the years since last writing –

Son turned 17; I met a gorgeous American man; son turned 18;  I continued to cook at the Folk House Café; recession started biting;  I married gorgeous American man; honeymooned in Nashville, the Carolinas and Georgia and fell in love with southern cooking if not the politics; son turned 19, is at RWA art school and despite some hiccups and much maternal interference is doing  very well; we are all living together and so far so good; recession biting harder but still here, still facing forward, still cooking.

my wedding day