He created the recipe in his Smurf Recipes app on his Kindle Fire. It honestly wasn’t very delicious — berries, water, and ice, topped with Reddi Wip — but a packet of Splenda made it more palatable.
Harper and her parents invited us to join them for Cuban lunch at The Displaced Chef today. Great to reconnect with friends and try a new cuisine!
My seemingly secluded corner of Biggby’s outdoor seating area is just on the other side of the fence from the drive-thru speaker.
This mural can be found in the Citiwalk tunnel connecting the TARTA stop with One Seagate and Imagination Station downtown.
I know the Maumee River wasn’t always spic-and-span, so maybe this was more of an ideal than a reality even back when the mural was painted. Now, though, the focus of the public is less on the Maumee and more on Lake Erie itself.
My stepbrother is visiting friends and family around Ohio and across the U.S. before traveling abroad for a few months and finally landing in his new home in South America. Safe travels, Phil.
As featured in the Detroit Free Press and made by my boss.
Seen downtown earlier this week. Seems some of the contractors were having a little fun with the grouping of statues next to their site.
Honestly, it was almost a shame to get an unexpected bluefin upgrade on this particular roll, where I didn’t feel I could properly enjoy it. The exquisite texture of the tuna was overshadowed by everything else going on (mainly the cream cheese).
Still, though, I’m grateful to be such a regular that I get upgrades like this! My once-a-week sushi habit is paying off… sort of.
My son took his Lumix (the one Fake Aunt Sheryl gave him last year, along with the Team Umizoomi bag she made for it) to school for show and tell last week, and came back with several intriguing photos, including this one. Fun to see his classroom from his perspective — and to see his attempts at artsy photos.
He also came back with a camera lens that was cockeyed from a classmate obviously dropping it on the floor. Luckily, I was able to get it realigned with a little elbow grease, and my son still learned an important lesson about who you trust with your stuff.