I was kidnapped from New England in 1870, sucked into an alien spaceship and plunked down in Northern California a hundred years later. At least that’s how I felt as a kid. In the 70s, my mother moved our family to a small, factory town in the northern Bay Area. The village ... [Read More] [1 Comment. Please leave another.]
Serving scratch cooking recipes, frugal food tips and gimlet-eyed observations on freelance copywriting, marketing and family life for writers and other at-home workers.
