The plague of the plastic containers

Tomorrow : What I don’t understand. . . APOLOGIES! Grandchild exception: My first grandchild is in town from Mainland and we’ve been hanging with “the kids” and their kid. Forgot all about blog in my happiness! Now, on to plastic containers....

Moose and bear

My Alaskan vacation was narrated rather oddly in the stilted accent of the Russian spy, Boris, from TV’s old “Rocky and Bullwinkle” cartoon. But instead of “Moose and Squirrel,” he kept talking about “Moose and Bear.” After a...

Freezing but fine, especially foodwise

Sorry about the lack of recent postings. I’m not dead, just traveling. And freezing. I’m in Anchorage, where my husband keeps telling me the temperature and I keep going, Huh?, because it’s in single digits and I’m just not used to the concept...

‘Moonstruck’ in the morning

We had a “Moonstruck” breakfast Saturday morning — a dish I saw in that 1987 Norman Jewison romantic comedy. You fry some bread, break an egg in the center and pair it with a sliver of stewed tomato.  I’ve since learned there are as many versions of...

O’Lei! A new Maui favorite

Made a quick trip to Maui to visit my mom and my ailing sister (prayers shamelessly solicited for healing there) day before yesterday. Mom and I went to dinner at Cafe O’Lei in Wailuku. Her choice. I’d always avoided O’Lei because it sounded like...