I didn’t get home until 7:00 this evening, then marinated some chicken. Now, thanks to my husband, the chicken is sizzling on the grill. Grills are good friends. Grilling husbands are good to have. We still won’t eat until after 8:00. But the sun is still in our spring sky, the while wine is chilling, and the cilantro fettuccine that I bought at the farmer’s market last weekend is waiting for its sauce. Viva la nourrituregastronomique.



About Joyce Ann Brown

Freelance writer retired from a long career as a library media specialist, adventurer, reader, lover of all things spunky. Besides hiking K.C. trails weekly, I currently write for publications and write cozy mysteries. Find Catastrophic Connections and Furtive Investigation on Amazon.
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