• My Blog

    It Is Not What It Appears . . .

    I have always had a healthy appetite. I love food. My parents had a hard time in that I was always hungry, but we were not a house full of snacks. At dinner time I was usually already sitting in my spot before Dad even showed up. I was ready to eat but we never made a plate until Dad had his. It was just the way it was and we also never had a choice in what was going to be for dinner. Mom cooked for Dad and we ate whatever was on the table.  Dad had a serious sweet tooth. He loved his sweets and boy would he…