Lenten fasts for the cooking impaired

  Lent is coming. I dread it every single year. I don’t dread the practice of fasting or the season Lent. In fact, I really dig it. The trouble comes in the fact that a)my family is picky and unaccustomed to the vegan thing and b)I’m a terrible cook. I need handlers. This is what I need. I need to be Oprah during long fasting periods. I could be awesome if I…

Day 13: Gratitude & Day 14: Less is more

Most of the morning yesterday I was roasting vegetables- broccoli, cauliflower, red peppers and carrots. I tossed in a handful of asparagus that was languishing in the fridge all week and an onion close to sprouting, mushrooms left lonely in that vented green box on the top shelf next to the sour cream. Orphan vegetables. I don’t cook so well. It’s not a lack of practice or know how. I believe it…

Day 3: The Mighty Chicken

My first thought when I read Fr Peck’s suggestion for today’s topic was to break from the pack and write something different. You know, ’cause I’m a rebel like that. Don’t fence me in, bro. Maybe, also because I was not sure I could find a path to Advent in it. I’ll just admit that here up front. And then a few things came to mind on the topic so I thought…