*Click to read how this depression-era cake put face-cracking smiles on the faces of a bunch of kids in the Christmas of 1933 . . . Christmas in a Sock Old-Fashioned Version. . . but I suggest the Newer Version Below 2 cups sifted flour 3 tsp. baking powder ¼ tsp....
Right off the bat, I need to let you know that I haven’t conducted a Gallup Poll about who does and doesn’t read romance novels. I’m not basing my opinion on any audience measurement, or public-opinion tallies or anything else quite so snooty-wooty. My theory evolved...
Personally, I don’t see how we can survive these days without the Land of Ish. I mean, think about it. You’re due in a meeting at work at a certain time, say nine o’clock. You did everything you should have done to be there on time – got up early, out the door on...
Commas have never intentionally hurt you, have they? Okay, maybe you made a bad grade or two on a school paper because you used the two-inch rule; that is, you placed a comma every two inches on your term paper just to show your instructor you were seriously trying....
My childhood as the only girl on an Arizona ranch could get downright lonesome. Television and radio reception were nonexistent, and all the wonderful gadgets of today weren’t yet invented. Friends were far away, so play dates and overnighters were as scarce as green...
