Turn around and you’re two, turn around and you’re four, Turn around, you’re a young boy going out of my door So. Some events are supposed to make one feel – older? Graduations, children moving along and the like. Yet, curiously some of us feel – energized, excited at the prospect of watching fledglings take…
…or “Lex visits the Flight Doc for his Annual Physical“ (sorry – too hard to resist…) …and since we can take as well as we give here’s equal time for a rejoinder: … as the Scribe will get his “in the end”… as it were…
(OK, confess — how many of you knew of homarus americanus without having to Google it?) Seems many these days are going EMCON Alfa (or Bravo as the case may be) whilst off in various and sundry pursuits. YHS intends to join the late summer sojourns and show some parts of the country heretofore unseen…
…Ably defined… (click on picture to enlarge) Must be more of that over 30 humor, huh Pops? Or is that what happens if you spend too much time in the "joint" environment? BTW, have you OD’d yet on that Homerus Simpsonus or Americanus, or whatever that thing was you said you were looking for…
Folks – the “official” fundraiser finishes tomorrow, but don’t let that artificial calendar mark stop you from adding CWtT to your holiday contribution list. Attached below is one more reason to for pitching in to this worthy cause: Thanks to all of you for the multitude of posts about Cooking with the Troops.  As a…
