A dVerse-inspired 144-word poem written on my late mother’s birthday, the same day I stepped away from corporate life and into retirement. It reflects on grief, legacy, and the courage to begin a new chapter while carrying her joy and verve forward.
I found this letter to my Mom in a box of treasures I’ve had for a while…it was a homemade Mother’s Day card from when I was about 22. It made me smile.
An updated recipe for a family heirloom recipe for pickled jalapeños ‘stuffed’ with a creamy and piquant filling. It’s a keeper, my friends!
Bringing back to life a long-dormant family recipe for marinated shrimp, which tastes as fresh and welcome today as it did 50 years ago.
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