Thanksgiving endless reasons to be.   Happy Thanksgiving dear friends!   I will post photos of my family’s Thanksgiving day tomorrow.           Note: I found the above poem but do not know who wrote it.  

  My Mom's kitchen. or the family's constant hang out. Being back home is being in the kitchen. Up at six, my mother's day begins Five thousand cookies, pies, cakes… and it is only nine in the morning. Yes, I…

    Quinoa, small grains that look like seed pearls. Saute the quinoa until golden brown, then add boiling water (two parts to one,) cover allowing it time for it to become one. Dice red, green and yellow pepper saute…

       Salt and pepper shakers on a piece of checkered marble (tile) board. My mother keeps coming up with creative fun ideas for her home.          A piece of marble checkered tile my mom smiles,…