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Two February Days
We always laughed that Valentine’s Day was a rookie holiday, Pressured to declare love with flowers or candy on one specific day. At our house, flowers appeared on an ordinary Tuesday, And a surprise Mallocup greeted me beside my morning coffee. His birthday...
How Hard Can It Be?
Over the past four and a half years, I've come to realize that asking, "How hard can it be?” is less of a genuine question and more like a warning sign that I tend to overlook. It begins with a little pep talk and often ends up as another wild story to tell. I have...
Travels with Chip- Luminaries Light up the Night
It's no surprise that Christmas is challenging for me. This year marks my fifth holiday without Chip. Memories can only carry us so far—then we must get creative. As you know, my “Travels with Chip” posts began soon after he passed, starting with a visit to the...
It’s not just a Christmas tree
I've always felt something magical about Christmas. It’s the anticipation of Christmas morning, the wonder of snowy nights, and the quiet winter mornings when the moon glows while the world sleeps. I would slip out of bed early, leaving Chip to sleep soundly while I...
About Me
Hello and welcome.
I am often asked, “What is Pasta on the Floor?”
Pasta on the Floor is different for everyone. It is a recipe that tells a story and inspires them to try something new. For others, stories of family, joy, loss, and hope engage with them. This brings me a great deal of happiness. I do not take myself too seriously, so be forewarned the subject matter is open and truthful. In many ways, Pasta is a tale of life, and I think you will find familiarity and commonality as you scroll through these pages.
