Single

The man behind me at the checkout didn’t mean to sting me with his words. He saw the flour, icing sugar, chocolate, eggs and milk I was unloading from my basket and said, “Doing some baking this afternoon, eh?” “Yes,” I replied. “Chocolate cake with chocolate orange buttercream frosting.” I left out the part aboutContinue reading “Single”

Legislation and pickled tomatoes

For the third night in a week, I find myself with arriving home with my civil servant hat still on, and it stays on as I monitor the proceedings in the legislature. I won’t get into the details of the legislation being considered, except to say it’s been contentious and both sides of the HouseContinue reading “Legislation and pickled tomatoes”