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Pork Chops in Wine (Blogophilia 20.12)

Writer’s choice this week? Since I want to hit #atlbeltline and do a bit of #urbanhiking while dodging kamikaze E-scooters, I’ll do something a little bit different. Since I’m between contracts, I’ve been doing most of the cooking in the house. It’s fun as long as I don’t have to do the shopping. I leave that part to the wife. She gets off on a price war. She determines the objective, researches the prices, adds the coupons and we all “cheer” her victories over the profits of Kroger. No, I don’t. I just roll my eyes when the phrase “what are we having for dinner this week” comes up. We’ve had this same conversation for 34 years. What do you want? I don’t know, chicken? If I have that again, I’ll sprout feathers...etc.etc. So, what is for dinner? Earlier this week, I fixed Pork Chops in Wine. Are you on a budget and can only afford trashy end pieces? This stew will soften them up quick. The recipe comes from a old Junior League cookbook we were given at our wedding. You know t

Bath Time (Blogophilia 19.12)

Rain slapped against the window behind them as they looked at the e mpty glasses. Neither of them had the energy to get more. When Harry Met Sally flickered on the wall, sound muted to sooth their heads. It was their go to when all they wanted to do was to stare at the TV. Tonight was one of those nights. Problems at work and home had left them too tired to even quote the movie like they usually did. The sound of water Splashing soon drowned out everything. It was bath time and Emmy was on stage. Tonight it was a musical. She was Producer, Director and Ringmaster of the Circus. In a loud voice she proclaimed. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I present ‘Endless Hours Under the Wiwows! Staring ME! Emily Morris!” Now she was the audience, giving a herself a standing ovation. Lord, that girl was loud, but entertaining. They paused the movie and looked at each other. It was tempting to get up and watch the performance, but Kathy shook her head no. It would ruin it. One by one she introd

After the Sparks Fade (Blogophilia 17.12)

Quiet night Whiskey on the table Did she know of the crush? The one in the wings wishing to be Chevalier blanc contre le nuit noir ? No. Lighted match The image turns to ash. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Topic- Rebecca Grusendorf Pic- Tyler Myrth Pic guesses- Walk in the woods, boardwalk, Destiny, Rain, Damp, Mossy