The Chef, The Farmer, and You

As I was driving to work today, I felt all warm inside despite the frigid temperature outside.  I love this time of year, when Wilmington is her most authentic self.  In these months of cold air and short daylight hours, my beloved city is a true Southern town.  The summer people are gone, the holidays are over, I have tied my last Christmas bow and counted the widgits in the store for the tax man who, like death, inevitably comes.  The cooking class schedule for the next season is set, my menus are prepared, my recipes are being slowly tested in my…

The Debt Ceiling: The Case of the Empty Cash Box

I thought about apologizing for writing about something other than food – again – as I have been in my last couple of posts.  But I decided against it.  That’s what a blog is; a place where anyone can write about what’s on their mind and put it out there for others to read.  So the choice is yours, my friends – read it or not. I hear people say that they don’t vote because their vote doesn’t matter.  If I could string all those people together and take them to the poles, their votes would indeed matter.  I cannot effect National…

Veterans Benefits & Social Security: Apples, Oranges, and Agendas

For those of you who follow my blog to hear about area restaurants or get good recipes, this article will not be your cup of tea.  There is no food here, but there is plenty to chew on if you are concerned with the future of our country and issues like healthcare.  It’s a doozy, so my apologies in advance.  But if you have been in a social coma for 10 years like me, you will need the following lengthy road map to find your way back.  You have been warned. Like a dog with a fresh bone, I’ve got this thing…