New Mexico in winter

We landed in Albuquerque mid-afternoon on a Saturday — in fact, just before the start of the 49ers-Vikings playoff game, which was a must-see. So our first order of business after collecting our rental car was to track down a sports bar where we could watch the game. Craig and…

Sing we joyous all together!

Chanticleer’s annual Christmas concert is one of my favorite holiday treats and — lucky for me — Craig also enjoys this event. (If you don’t know, Chanticleer is a fantastic 12-voice men’s choir, based in San Francisco.) After so many years, we know the structure of their Christmas program by…

Mom’s buttermilk pancakes

I never order pancakes when I go out for breakfast, because when I do I am inevitably disappointed. I can honestly say I’ve never eaten any that can hold a candle to my mom’s simple recipe for buttermilk pancakes. They are the best, hands down: fluffy, chewy, and utterly delicious!

Great-Granddaddy Wise

One of my most prized possessions is a book of poetry written by my great-grandfather — my mother’s mother’s father. His first name was Stidger, but I don’t know whether anyone actually used it. Mom and her sisters called him “Granddaddy Wise” (Wise was his last name), and they adored…