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Our macaroni and cheese came from a box, when we were growing up, and we liked it that way. There was nothing better in the world than a mound of creamy orange noodles next to our boring pork chops, and we got in trouble, a lot, for eating the macaroni and leaving the meat. It was a very great day, though, when my brother and I realized that there were directions! On the side! That we could follow! And then, we could have macaroni and cheese any time we wanted to! Read More »
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I am puzzled by my attraction to blogging. I tried to keep a dairy when I was a kid and found it too much trouble and bother. I'd much rather be out doing something other than sitting in my room writing about it. I tried to keep a journal as a teen and again as an adult, after my son was born.... Read More »
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