February 20, 2012
Pin It I never liked meatloaf when I was a child. I told my mother that I wouldn’t eat anything that had “things” in it I couldn’t identify. Yes, I knew she made it, but I was always suspicious of the little red and green bits and an occasional texture that played on my imagination, [...]
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August 25, 2011
When my daughter was in high school she was very close friends with an exchange student from South Africa. They spent a lot of time together and she often joined us for dinner. We loved hearing stories about her family and her life in Johannesburg and they still keep in touch today via Facebook. [...]
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