New entry up on gastronome: Winter Squash Soup

And so it begins. Where on earth has this year gone?

Have a safe and happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

Go check out my latest article on ChronicBabe.com.

To those of you who are waiting (with bated breath, I'm sure) for save-the-date stuffs in the mail... well, much like airline travel, or the MTA, for that matter, we are experiencing delays. Fear not, everything is wonderful. But you'll hear more after the first of the year. Stay tuned...

I had posted a photograph today for Self Portrait Tuesday, and I ended up taking it down. It wasn't anything, really, just me in my blue pinstriped "power suit" holding my trusty Wusthof chef's knife - sort of a shot reflecting who I am now (humble secretary) and who I want to become (chef extraordinaire). But something about the shot made it look a little... menacing. Like I was some deranged office worker ready to do some damage. And that is TOTALLY NOT WHAT I WAS GOING FOR. So I took the photo down. And I don't have a satisfactory replacement. So no SPT for me this week.

I had a boss who used to say she could tell how I was feeling by whether I was wearing lipstick or not. I'll admit, I do tend to forego it when I'm having a flare, but sometimes, that little bit of color is just what I need to trick myself into feeling better, at least for a little while.