We Knead Your Dough

Where do I start?  At the beginning?  O.K. It all started in Kansas City in 1987. Just another week-end jaunt down Ward Boulevard with 2 teen-age kids in tow aimlessly wandering the shopping mall(s) to find ways of disposing of our disposable income.  Having no idea how that this would be a watershed decision for our future, we stopped at a bakery. Not your... Continue Reading →

Fishing With Dad

My father was a fishing fanatic. Around the age of 11 or 12, I was, by default, his partner. I say "default", because all of my 8 siblings, of which, 6 were girls, became invisible and dodged the privilege of fishing with Dad on Saturday mornings. Dad needed a partner. I was no good at... Continue Reading →

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