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The other night we were in the ER: A little too aggressive on the Christmas wrapping was my boy. The gash was not too serious, but bad enoug...

Every year about this time I go into Cranberry stashing mode. For as much as the small red berry is touted for its health benefits (face bri...

Our salmon arrived from Alaska, a shipment of pink, plump, vacuum-packed fillets that put our freezer to the test. It is so over-stuffed, wi...

End of season at the Farmer's Market is sad. Gone are the Sundays of sampling fresh cantaloupe(July), peaches (August), then apples(Sept...

Healthy is a progression, at least it was for me. I learned to be concerned about my weight in 10th grade, when a friend convinced me we nee...

Saturday night I was at a rocking party, thrown by friends of the Middleburg Polo Academy . It was a night in Casablanca, replete with tente...

We have a new toy. Once again breaking my vow of no one-trick ponies, I bought an apple peeler. We love it. It makes processing apples like ...