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I purchased a little kit to grow my own mushrooms. I believe the purchase was categorized as a “self birthday present,” which means I got the darn thing in July. It’s almost September. Before today, I’d grown one crusty mushroom that … Continue reading
I love the idea of Santa. A friendly old bearded guy who give presents to everyone in exchange for milk and cookies — how fun! However, “little kid Laura” was always a little scared of Santa. I didn’t really want … Continue reading
In a perfect world, I could moonlight as a Food Network star. I love food. I cook (although no one would ever confuse me for an actual chef). And I have personality (although some might argue that poop jokes do … Continue reading
My favorite fruit doesn’t come from a tree, The mere sight makes me squeal with glee, I’ll eat a whole melon, Which is how the stores sell ’em, And wake up 50 times just to pee. [See — Laika likes ’em, … Continue reading
*That’s the sound of me eating a Brandywine tomato. It is, perhaps, one of the best sounds in the world. My tomatoes are a little like me — we’re often fashionably late. So, while everyone else was eating fresh tomatoes, … Continue reading
It’s a common phrase. Especially when you’re the proud owner of this bad Squashinator. I found this new friend at the farmers’ market for the low, low price of $3. Sure, I have no idea how to prepare the darn … Continue reading
My mail may be trying to tell me something. I wasn’t looking for a new career, but, heck, why not?