Sherry | September 29, 2009
While Mauri’s out eating Pasquale’s pizza with the five other NFC Brass players, using a portion of the lucre from a wedding gig, look what I’m having for dinner. Is that fair? Actually, it is fair. For too many months now I’ve been eating with abandon, and that lack of discipline always reaps the same [...]
Sherry | September 27, 2009
We don’t care too much that we have birthdays. In fact we figure it’s a pretty good sign that we’re still alive. So when the calendar says it’s time to celebrate, we do! On our way to the coast, I told Mauri I wouldn’t be photographing anything we were about to eat, since my last [...]
Sherry | September 19, 2009
I love my job! Every now and then I get to serve families who have lost a loved one from our church family. Today I got to host a memorial service for a woman who lived longer than 97 years and had a big impact on many people throughout her life. She and her husband raised [...]
Sherry | September 19, 2009
When a Boston butt roast goes into our cart at Cash & Carry, something good is ahead for us at the Macy house. If you’ve ever watched a cooking show that features smoke cooking, you know that the first step toward pulled pork BBQ is the rub. Mauri tries to be aware of who’s within [...]
Sherry | September 18, 2009
Am I the only one who buys green or yellow bananas then watches them turn to mush on the counter? I don’t want to confess how many bananas I’ve surreptitiously dropped into the garbage over the years (not that I kept track). Occasionally I try to assuage my guilt by redeeming those browning beauties into banana [...]
Sherry | September 9, 2009
As lovely as e-mail and Facebook are to stay connected with our Anderson kids, there’s nothing like having them with us in person, even if for only a stretched weekend. We’d been having gorgeous sunshiny days, but weather.com predicted rain for the entire weekend, both in our valley and out at the coast. I don’t [...]
Sherry | September 1, 2009
My friend Bob commented on Facebook that he thought that charred pig I posted here on Sunday looked like a Montauk monster. I don’t get out much and had to look in Google to see what he was talking about. Pretty disgusting, huh? That’s the same word I’d use to describe some of the delicacies we [...]