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 …
There are some flavor combinations I never tire of regardless of what time of the year it is. The classic flavors of basil and tomato with a sprinkle of minced red onion, squirt of lemon, and drizzle of fruity extra virgin olive oil will always …
There was a time when the idea of eating duck wasn’t something I was interested in. It’s not that I was avoiding it. To some extent, duck hadn’t been a part of my life, excluding the mallards allowed to quack freely around a neighbor’s yard …