What the HELL have I been doing with myself?
Well, moving here and there and everywhere.
Helping relatives deal and win their battles with cancer.
Healing and helping our first- born get her life back.
Coping with other family issues (as if we don't all have them.)
Traveling and creating new adventures...
And buying and moving into a 30-foot, 32-year-old recreational vehicle.
As you do.
Holy crap, my house is so tiny...I ain't got room to change my mind. My house is so small..when I drop a Kleenex I have wall to wall carpet. (Thanks- I'll be here all week.)
Anyway, I do love my RV (hipsters call it a tiny house...seriously? It's an RV.) I have my own bedroom (sigh,we both can't fit in the same bed.) My bathroom with a shower has everything I need including room for all my lotions and potions, but it's my kitchen that I love the most.
Can YOU sit at your dinning room table and reach over to check if your cake is done in the oven without getting up?
I didn't think so.
After owning two wonderful homes with nice kitchens and renting other great houses with, honestly, better kitchens, than the homes we owned...this is my favorite kitchen.
The small size forces me to wash the dishes immediately, and I don't waste much food because there is no such thing as leftovers, because I've finally taught myself to downsize my recipes. Oh, and I have a tiny fridge.
When I tell young folks I live in an RV, they treat me like a hero and gush that they've" always wanted to live in an RV."
All 24 years of their lives.
So anyway, I am back and I want to share my travels and recipes with you, so don't change the channel- I'll be right back after station identification.
"Finishing food is about the tiny touches. In the last seconds you can change everything." Mario Batali