This book was a gift from my friend Corrine. I can’t remember exactly what prompted the gift[1] (since it was long before this blog), but I’ve enjoyed reading the book since. Probably she was trying to get me to make bread.

Corrine is truly a great friend. She is loud, opinionated and boisterous, which really just means we’re well matched. She out-does me on all of those things, though. I gotta get on that. She’s amazingly generous, and has given me a lot of very necessary items and time in my life.

I was on her porch when I called my mother to tell her my ex-husband and I had decided to divorce. One of the two worst phone calls I’ve ever had to make; I was a wreck afterward.… Continue reading →