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When I was still teaching, Friday afternoons were a sacred time. The week’s lessons were behind me, the chalk dust settled, and the faculty lounge

When I was still teaching, Fridays were always the liveliest day of the week. By the last bell, my students were already planning where they’d

A few weekends ago, I found myself rummaged through the freezer, trying to find something quick yet satisfying for lunch. My grandchildren were over, and

The first cool breeze of the season swept through the open kitchen window, carrying with it that crisp scent that only autumn seems to own.

Juicy Grilled Elote Steak Tacos came to me on a warm summer night when a few friends stopped by after dinner, looking for “something small