On Sunday we returned to Jamaica! Ok, not really. But this was better. There were no offers of pot, no cloud in the air (see aforementioned pot) and no fear of our living area being pillaged. It was all jerk – awesome, tender, spicy, smoky jerk. This is it, guys! Or at least as close as we can...
I once had a long running argument with a former co-worker about black bean burgers. He said, “They’re not really burgers.” I said, “I don’t care. They taste good.” Ok, it’s not my most eloquent argument seeing as it ranks right up there with the rationale that you shouldn’t call soda “pop” because “pop” is a...
Our pictures from wine country are back! Yay! I know I shared a few with you back when we chatted about our trip. I have to say the iPhone does a pretty good job: When Hubster and I travel it’s a good excuse to play with some film cameras, especially vintage ones, and we...
Yesterday I mentioned that we bought a vintage camping trailer. Apparently I spoke too soon. Let me update you. We now own two vintage camping trailers. That escalated quickly… It’s a classic story, so I’m sure you’ve all been there. Your significant other decides that you really should get back into camping, but you need to make it as...
I have no good reason for the radio silence that occurred during this past week. No excuse. (Ok, I have excuses but I doubt you want to hear them because they’re not even that interesting.) Not much has happened. Oh, except Hubster and I bought a vintage camping trailer that we plan to restore. And my blog had a birthday. It’s...
