by Karen | Mar 15, 2023 | All, Blog, Chip, Death and Dying, Life Lessons, Stories
I wake up each morning with my arm reaching for you. You’re not there. I wake up alone and go through the day alone. One coffee cup. One bathroom towel. One breakfast plate. One seat at the table. One glass of wine. One side of the bed. Some mornings before I...
by Karen | Mar 14, 2023 | All, Appetizers, Blog, Cheese Heals, Food and Cooking
It is a snowy March day, and the winds are beginning to stir these 10 inches of fresh yet heavy snow. I have worked all day for my clients, and now I thought I would knock off and review one of my favorite charcuterie board cheeses, Manchego (pronounced man-chey-go)....
by Karen | Feb 26, 2023 | Appetizers, Blog, Cheese Heals, Chip, Food and Cooking
I was inspired to taste Wegman’s Come Ash You Are cheese on this dismal, cold Sunday afternoon. As you know, I believe that Cheese Heals and I need a little saving today. So, I poured myself a glass of Zac Brown’s Uncaged red blend and began the tasting. Come Ash You...
by Karen | Feb 15, 2023 | All, Blog, Chip, Food and Cooking, Still Cooking, Stories
The rolling pin is arguably one of the simplest tools found in a kitchen, yet the type, style, and composition can provoke quite a debate. What you should know about rolling pins The French prefer handle-free rolling pins. Rolling pins without handles are most widely...
by Karen | Jan 15, 2023 | All, Appetizers, Blog, Dinner, Food and Cooking, From the Kitchen, Multi Use Recipes, Still Cooking, Stories
It is January, and we have all professed to engage in a new and healthier lifestyle. Cheese, crackers, meats, and dips have been purged from our kitchens as we search for entertaining options. Well, I have a solution for you. The Seacuterie Board! What is a seacuterie...
by Karen | Dec 23, 2022 | All, Blog, Chip, Death and Dying, Stories
We spend our lives looking in the mirror, only sometimes happy with what we see. You know what? We may never be, but we should understand that our bodies are truly just vessels carrying our heart and soul and do not define who we are. After holding my mother’s hand...