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MY LIFE, IN FOOD BY AMY PATTERSON
My life is chronicled in the pages of a little journal, hidden amidst cookbooks on my kitchen shelf. At once inspiration for the oft-asked question “What’s for dinner?” and treasured...
MY LIFE, IN FOOD BY AMY PATTERSON
My life is chronicled in the pages of a little journal, hidden amidst cookbooks on my kitchen shelf. At once inspiration for the oft-asked question “What’s for dinner?” and treasured...
My New Marcel's Family by Jenny Chang
“The years teach much which the days never knew” – Ralph Waldo Emerson The above is one of my favorite quotes because it reminds me that even in the hard,...
My New Marcel's Family by Jenny Chang
“The years teach much which the days never knew” – Ralph Waldo Emerson The above is one of my favorite quotes because it reminds me that even in the hard,...
Window Dressing by Rita Cevaal
One of the many enjoyable responsibilities of working at Marcel’s is coming up with ideas for our store windows. Changing the windows is always a fun, challenging, but sometimes strenuous...
Window Dressing by Rita Cevaal
One of the many enjoyable responsibilities of working at Marcel’s is coming up with ideas for our store windows. Changing the windows is always a fun, challenging, but sometimes strenuous...
Cooking Companion by Kelly Montgomery
Otis I have a scavenger in my kitchen. It’s not quite as bad as it sounds. He’s actually rather cute and charming. Otis, my dear Boston Terrier, follows me just...
Cooking Companion by Kelly Montgomery
Otis I have a scavenger in my kitchen. It’s not quite as bad as it sounds. He’s actually rather cute and charming. Otis, my dear Boston Terrier, follows me just...
For the Love of Snow Days by Carolyn Raber
The earliest I can recollect the term “snow days,” meaning that a huge amount of snow closed the schools, was in the ‘60s, when a huge blizzard paralyzed the Midwest...
For the Love of Snow Days by Carolyn Raber
The earliest I can recollect the term “snow days,” meaning that a huge amount of snow closed the schools, was in the ‘60s, when a huge blizzard paralyzed the Midwest...
Stirring up Memories by Deb Forkins
I have no memory of my father ever spending time in the kitchen while I was growing up. The kitchen was my mother’s domain where she exercised her creative genius...
Stirring up Memories by Deb Forkins
I have no memory of my father ever spending time in the kitchen while I was growing up. The kitchen was my mother’s domain where she exercised her creative genius...
