Lizann, The Crumbs of Life

Among Furry (and oh so beloved) Friends

Last weekend, Michigan was the coldest state in the Union, or so I have been told.  My husband woke me early Friday to tell me that our dear dog Midnight had died in the night and that he intended to bury her in the backyard, frozen ground, notwithstanding.  And with that, he went quietly out […]

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Valentine’s Day Love

I tend to live life in threes. Three flowers in a vase, never two. Three well-thumbed books on my nightstand. Three never-to-be-retired resolutions. Three top daily todos. Three furry family pets. Three courses for family dinner. Three bullet points. (Thanks Nancy, my writing mentor) Three things I want from my forever valentine. Most of all, […]

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Recycled–and delicious

When I was a first grader, the nuns called my house to say that I was coming late to school every day.  My mom was a little stumped. I left on time with my 3 older siblings to walk the two blocks to school and she wasn’t hearing from their teachers. So she followed me—and […]

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A Tale of Two Grandmothers

My maternal grandmother, Meme George, could make a feast with whatever was available to her. She was a real cook, instinctively grasping taste and technique. And when I close my eyes tight I can smell her succulent pot roast and carrots simmering on the stove. (Her grandkids called her Meme George because she was always chasing down her young boy… George, George…”)

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Whole Grain, Gluten Free Granola Girl

I am a granola girl.  A whole grain, gluten free granola girl.  And this year, I am celebrating my inner Rudolph by making decadent granola studded with pecans for my friends and neighbors. SHHHH. I am starting with a mix…an Among Friends Trish the Dish crisp mix, because lets face it, behind is my middle […]

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Thanksgiving Rituals

My favorite Thanksgiving ritual, apart from my sister’s pumpkin pie served ice cold for breakfast the next morning, is my Thanksgiving gratitude jar. I bring out the jar with its wide generous mouth about a week before Turkey Day and leave it on the kitchen table and invite family and friends to feed the jar […]

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The Apple Doesn’t Fall Too Far From the Tree

My mom’s theory was that if she served liver and onions to her closely knit pack of five young wolves, it would slow the inevitable march toward trick or treating. Our pillow cases of candy would bulge less. It didn’t work. We made up for lost time, running between pumpkin-lit houses. But her practice did cause quite stir among the neighborhood kids as they impatiently urged us to “hurry up and eat your dinner.” My dad just wrinkled his nose, disliking the liver ritual every bit as much as we did.

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Apple Season and the Veracious Vegan

If Ruth Reichl hadn’t titled one of my favorite books, “Comfort me with Apples, ” I might have started today’s musings with those words. The apple may be my ultimate comfort food. When sleep eludes me, I reach for my robe and an apple. When chips menace my dietary intentions, I seek a crunchy gala. […]

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Comfort Food

I am supposed to be dancing in a blur of green chiffon at a black tie gala, but my date got sick. Gerry cancelled the trip and went back to bed.    No place like home: I immediately tackled the long overdue dirty refrigerator and then headed south on US23 40 miles to visit my mom […]

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Martha Stewart’s American Made Nomination

Among Friends Baking Mixes – Martha Stewart American Made Nomination

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