my heart works in the ways of blues
my soul lives in the motion of jazz
it is hard to find my song, but I keep my toes tapping.
May 15, 2009
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there are three mixing bowls in my kitchen. three generations of women have used them. this is my attempt to share what i cook in them, what conversations come out of those meals and how to cleanup a messy kitchen.
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