All I Want For Christmas…

Is for this hideous creature to be out of our home. But I’ve put that on my list the last 2 years and Santa didn’t deliver. Bah humbug.

When Will My Kitchen Learn To Clean Itself?

That is the question. I have a serious problem, and it consists of never cleaning the kitchen. Ever. It drives Mr. How Sweet mad. He tried to teach me to “clean...

My Dad’s Holiday Tradition.

I already shared Mr. How Sweet’s Christmas tradition, and now it’s time to share my Dad’s. He has been doing this for over 20 years! Each December, my Dad buys poinsettias...

Tragic.

Tragic.

Rest in peace, little spoon. You were so good to me, like the time you helped me slurp up the remaining butter in this shrimp scampi, and how you airplane-fed me...

Straight From Mother Lovett’s Recipe Vault.

A recipe. On a napkin. These are usually the best kind. Even if the napkin is falling apart at the touch because it’s over 30 years old. It’s never a productive...

A Blustery Day.

A Blustery Day.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire;  it is the time for home....

Mr. How Sweet’s Christmas Tradition.

I know most of you are wondering what is in those blue boxes. You can never be disappointed on Christmas morning when you come down to these under your tree! The...