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  • Jenny Lynn - sounds like you are writing a cookbook! Very fun way to find out.:)ReplyCancel

  • A Pleasant House - Well, we’ll see. I’d have to add it to my list of things to tackle- and I’m getting more sore after every game day. LOLReplyCancel

  • Rich Rumple - Now, the question is, “What type of cooking is she referring to?” Is it the preparation of food, as in fry, bake, broil, etc… or, could it be … well, I’m too much of a gentleman to go any further. lol Good luck! When’s the free copy day on Amazon going to be? 🙂ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - It’s FOOD cooking Richard! (Jeez) and as for a free copy- I actually have to WRITE the damn thing first! It could be years!!!! UUUGGGHHHH!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Carin Clark @Mrscpkc - Love this! What fun.ReplyCancel

  • thesadderbutwisergirl.com - Now if only you could just plug your head into your computer-Ta-da, you’ve just uploaded a cookbook… Damn, I really need to invent that. It sure would make my job as a writer easier!

    Thanks for linking up with us at the Humor Me Blog Hop!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Your sooo welcome. The Hop is always a great way for me to meet new people. And as for the cookbook….. the whole idea is a little scary….ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Well golly gee, I am so proud to know you before you become a famous cookbook author. Your friend could broadcast about you on her radio show, etc. Seems like a nice slide to the next big thing with all your super delicious pictures of food you put on the blog for us. And, even if you don’t do the cookbook right away, I am happy to know you just the same. Happy 4th of JulyReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - Sounds like you’ll have fun getting it done!ReplyCancel

     ~ This is a recycling of a previously published post that I am re-posting because I didn’t have enough readers at the time, and God Damn it, I want to know!       When I was little, I watched with fascination, as my mother, and grandmother, would swirl around their kitchens, baking, cooking, […]

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  • Elin Stebbins Waldal - What a great look back, I particularly enjoyed your description of the way your mother shopped for her ingredients; local butcher, farm…the car ride, beautiful.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Thanks Elin! Those were great times. Too bad many of us don’t have those places to shop any more- the butcher, the baker the candlestick maker…ReplyCancel

  • donna - I have a vivid memory of using a collection of cookbooks with my mother: “The Woman’s Day Encyclopedia of Cooking”. We were practically nomads growing up and over the years the books slowly disappeared. One day, abut 6 years ago, I found the ENTIRE 12 volume set at a yard sale for just $1 per book! It was so cool to have my daughter create from it :0). Thanks for the memory :).ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Now this is the kind of story I was after! So happy you were able to find a complete set after all those years!!! I just love that most people have some kind of memory of a cookbook- or at least a kitchen memory. Thank you for sharing this Donna- I appreciate it.ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Betty Crocker is the only cookbook I can recall in our house growing up. Making oatmeal cookies with my Mom is a memory I have. When I was little I remember I asked her if I could shop for my own food. She gave me my own kitchen cabinet to store the food I picked out at the grocery store. I was in heaven.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - That’s so cool! Your own cabinet! My Mom never gave me my own cabinet, but she gave my Dad one- in the garage. HahahaReplyCancel

     I was having a fairly typical day- cat threw-up, contractor tearing up my living room, clearing out closet space for a six week stay by our daughter (another story for another day), son calls from New York to lament he’s not feeling well (what am I supposed to do exactly?), I need to […]

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