Taco Joes

If a sloppy joe’s and a taco’s eyes met across a crowded room…  If they were to fall in love and pledge themselves to each other in holy matrimony…  If they were to have a baby…  It would be -well, besides being weird- delicious.  And it would be what we had for dinner last night.  [Read On]

Garam Masala Depression Cake

Two weeks ago, Jim and I drove back to Western NY to gather up what was left of our earthly goods (kindly stored in a building at Beccy’s), 14 hours on the road TO New York, and 18 hours back (the rental truck felt happiest popping along at 55 to 60 miles an hour, and [Read On]