Tag Archives: Chiquita
Rice
Almost every time I cook rice, I remember my mother warning me not to lift the lid while it was cooking because then it wouldn’t come out right. Somewhere along the way I got brave and discovered that this isn’t … Continue reading
Posted in home, Martha's Vineyard, musing, writing
Tagged Chiquita, family, food, Gerry Kelly, Mary Payne, poetry
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