Let’s be honest about this, shall we. You missed me and your regular TWiHK installment, didn’t you? Trust me, I know the feeling. It happens mostly to me at night, while asleep but nobody truly registers my deep lacking of myself then. Which is probably a good thing. NO! I’m not a narcissist. Let’s just…
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Freekeh Tabouleh
“Mea Culpa” or, as we say in the South, “I’m sorry y’all!” I’ve been missing in action for a while and haven’t posted a recipe in a few weeks. We helped our son pack and move out-of-state and generally, life sometimes just gets in the way. Not that I wasn’t thinking of you guys. I…