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I know the moment I shook off the stomach flu: 12:30am, Tuesday, March 20. That was when my eyes - eyes that had been sound asleep for more than two hours, now - popped open. And my brain said: “let’s get at it!”

We’d had big St. Patrick’s Day plans; that’s what happens when you marry an Irish woman. ( Read more... )

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So I usually think of myself as a good cook, but - I think I might’ve mentioned - I’m slow. Glacial. Weeknight meal? Sure, I’ll have that up for you in four hours, straight away.

Yeah, doesn’t work. So, I think I mentioned in my New Year’s Resolutions that I was going to take a cooking class. After a ( Read more... )