fat free opinions on a food centric life
I’ve been trying to write something here for days now. I approach the task with the best intentions but know that it’s really only my conscience goading me. No words come. I scrounge for a memory worth sharing, then wonder if it’s one I’ve already …
At some point this month, Sass & Veracity will be four years old, and in blog years, that’s an accomplishment of sorts — one that could be classified as seat time, but that’s a matter I’ll continue to work on. I can’t remember the first …
My husband rarely calls me by my given name — a boy’s name my mother decided upon after she heard a woman in a grocery store call her dog. A big dog. I’ve always thought it would be a great name for a dog since …
I know I’m not alone in having had the experience of finding something long forgotten — if noticed missing at all. The purses sitting just beyond a comfortable reach on the top shelf of my closet are veritable treasure troves when I finally decide one …
I’m not much of a New Year’s resolution person. I could blame it on the fact that I often don’t finish what I’ve begun, and to some extent that may be true, but know it’s more about being someone who constantly takes stock, reflects, compulsively …