On Mom, mushrooms, and times of scarcity and abundance

I’m standing in my kitchen wiping down button mushrooms. In my head, I wonder how I can make them last longer. The news of food shortages here in America, the land of plenty, is why I’m now thinking of ways to make fresh vegetables and fruit last longer and to stretch meals. Meat packing plants …

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Celebrating spring in Garmisch-Partenkirchen

Sunshine spread warmth over snow-covered jagged mountain peaks and sloping hills dusted with white. In the valley, meadows burst with new growth; green grass and clover, yellow dandelions and buttercups and tiny white daisies stretched young leaves towards the sky. It was the first day in May 2019 in the Bavarian mountain resort towns of …

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Falling for the Highlands

A few years ago I fell head over heels in love with the highlands.  That is, the lochs (or lakes) -- Lomond and Ness, legends (Nessie), history (Rob Roy, William Wallace, a.k.a. “Brave Heart”, clans, ruins and castles ), snow-capped mountains (Ben Nevis) and Hairy-Coo-dotted Highlands of Scotland.  During a cold, windy and wet President’s …

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Rolling in the Sweet: Strudelmaking at Schönbrunn Palace

    Art, architecture, history, music, tempting cuisine and coffee houses galore –all aspects of Vienna that make it a cornucopia of delights in any kind of weather.  Take, for instance, a bleak and blustery November day, the kind ideal for touring Schönbrunn Palace, former summer home of emperors, now a museum and site for …

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When Necessity calls, head west, old men (and women)

"It's not about the destination for us; it's the journey" said Lam when asked "Where are you heading?" by a petite, fit, dark-haired young woman outside a convenience store.  She'd  heard the guys talking about the unique name and many bars that we had seen while riding through Funkstown, Maryland. We were on our way …

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