Grew up on Lake Erie, many years in Pennsylvania, Manhattan and upstate NY, chucked it all to travel 5 years in an RV, settled in TX for a few, then back to snow country, Lancaster PA. It's a diary, a cookbook and random thoughts. Follow along!
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Monday, April 27, 2026
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I wrote the lyrics for the restless hearts. The truth isn't in the rules they gave us, it's in the things we find when we dare to get lost. (Kelly Boesch)
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