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My pizza palate has come a long way from the pizza I ate as a teenager, growing up in Eastern Canada in the early 1970's. Pizza usually arrived at our house in a box, with the instructions on how to make it printed on the back. Inside there was a package of floury stuff that... Continue Reading →
I was looking through Mom's massive collection of photo albums - gleaning them for prime photographs to make the photo board display you see here today - when I stumbled on a photo of myself. 5 years old, wearing the green ballet dress she made for me to dance as a flower in the end-of-year... Continue Reading →
I lived in Budapest for 4 years and loved it! To say all that I loved about in 500 words requires a poem that I haven't yet written, so... I had the best flat ever in Budapest. It was in the castle district, almost brand new, and considered a luxury flat. I rented it from... Continue Reading →
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