I was standing in the parking lot of my local hardware store last November, fumbling for my keys, when the wind shifted and carried the … Read more

The Thanksgiving potluck at my new job was in three days and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their grandmother’s famous pumpkin roll, … Read more

This was supposed to be a quick turkey sandwich. Nothing fancy, just the usual post-Thanksgiving routine of slapping leftovers between two slices of bread. I … Read more

This was supposed to be a simple strata. You know, the kind you throw together the night before with leftover bread and whatever cheese is … Read more

The neighborhood potluck was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Not just a little forgot—the kind where you RSVP’d “yes” two weeks ago and … Read more

Jen wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow a pie plate—typical Friendsgiving chaos, someone always forgets something—and the smell of rosemary and … Read more

My sister-in-law Jen wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday night. I’d stopped by to drop off a borrowed crockpot and the smell hit me … Read more