is that a brioche in your pocket, or are you just happy to feed me?
I have a love-hate relationship with the Food Network. on the one hand, bobby flay is the man. iron chef is a study in creative problem solving its own right. and chopped is what hell’s kitchen would be if it had any class (minus the kitschy title). on the other, I find it incredibly self-serving [...]
it’s all in (between) the toes
two thoughts intersected yesterday, and the result was a day as lovely as they come.
I was reading a commentary on John 13. the commentary explained that our view of relationships will never be enlightened until we actually set our own agendas aside and serve those we love. (note the greek definition of loving one’s wife [...]
