Etiquette column: Hard-boiled eggs pose challenge on buffet
Still holding the egg with the left hand, gently move the tip of the spoon towards the edges of the egg shell, breaking it away from the egg, onto the plate. Continue this method as you turn the egg in your left hand. - After the egg is completely de ...
April 5, 2015
15 Ways Exercise Makes You Look and Feel Younger
The powers of a steady fitness routine are impressive: regular exercise can help you build stronger muscles, stave off chronic illnesses, and make your clothes fit a whole lot better. But there's another benefit of physical activity that deserves a ...
Taking care of my sister wasn't a burden
She snored like a monster truck. She wasn't shy. Feeding Sloane was interesting, too. She couldn't eat from plastic forks and spoons, so we took our own lunches, snacks and utensils everywhere. Sloane couldn't just take a As folks with panic ...
April 8, 2015
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o Forks: Start with your salad fork, which is typically on the outside. The dessert fork, or spoon, is situated above your plate. When you're finished, lay the utensils together at 4 o'clock on your plate. o Bread: Keep it on your butter plate and your ...
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Sometimes the lecture will be on the preparation of a stylish salad, a pastry, bread making or a sauce. Mrs. Carrie Ives Saunders will present these demonstrations. Bring your own spoon, fork and butter chip. • THE WILL OF EX-GOVERNOR CYRUS LUCE OF ...
March 29, 2015
I Tried To Use A Hookup App As A Real Estate Listing
After Gareth set his alarm clock and began to snore, I slipped out of his arms and into the shower. I loved his bathroom. I loved . I accepted the fork he handed me. “That wouldn't be weird?” Gareth smiled and shook his head. He toasted his mug to ...
March 23, 2015
Weekend Bites: Delicious meals the whole family can look forward to
“Nothing could excite me less than a lifetime of suppers where mince is the mainstay and a fork the only necessary tool.” Claire can't imagine From these tweets her blog, '5 o-clock apron' was born and a popular newspaper column followed. Her new ...
April 3, 2015
One of my favorite is a 1950’s diner inspired kitchen. Something about the color combinations, be it the black and white tiled floor with red accents (my personal favorite), or a two tone pastel kitchen, there’s something transcendent about these spaces. It’s almost as if you are taken back into time. So put a quarter in the jukebox, it’s time to go to the hop.
You start to dwell on every festival in Sun Valley you never made it to. You’ve only ever heard good things about the Sun Valley Shakespeare Festival but could never find the time to make the drive. The Perrine Bridge, which spans the Snake River canyon to link Twin Falls and Jerome counties, is a world-class destination for BASE jumpers. It’s the only man-made structure in the world off which BASE jumpers can jump any day of the year without a permit. Locals driving across the bridge don’t think twice when someone scales the railing onto the jumping platform in the middle, because when the conditions are right it’s typical to see dozens of jumps in a single day. You miss the sense of community at the Twin Falls County Fair. The main events are the carnival rides, PRCA rodeo, a country music concert, and a monster truck show… but the locals know to go see the hypnotist on the free stage and to stuff their faces with an elephant ear, elk burger, Wheeler Family corn... Going to the fair was always like a class reunion and family reunion rolled into one.
A knot-so-good situation In which Becquerel and Sasha get a little tied up. [WARNING: Not 50 Shades of Curie]. It could be mistaken for some abyssal afterlife, were it not for the stalwart ticking of a clock nearby. There is the sound of breathing, in this room—the slow pulse of another presence in this dark place, behind Becquerel. And though it's dark, it spins, impossibly, in a way that doesn't make sense for darkness. He blinks, takes a few deep breaths, and tries to figure out why his hands are pinned behind him. Tugging at them doesn't seem to change the situation, or turn on the lights. Becquerel exhales noisily in his confusion, shakes his head to try to get himself awake, to stop the damn spinning ringing behind his ears. Sasha licks an unpleasant taste from the roof of her mouth, and tries to take stock of her. A clock, and her unknown companion are the only two things she can clearly make out. He doesn't recall discovering any mind-bleedingly horrifying secrets lately, he doesn't think he had a bad turn on the mushrooms—it seems unlikely that it's a dream or a hallucination. That doesn't exactly help to stem the panic, but he reasons further that they're not in immediate danger. He licks his lips, tries to focus his mind by gauging the person behind him.