Author: Vicky Weimer

Sunday Morning Coffee Musings 2/18/18

Ugh! This week! Hell of a way to point you in a direction. When I was in my late twenties, I was married to my son’s father. I had quit my job to take care of our son, and my husband had gotten laid off from his job shortly...

Sunday Morning Coffee Musings – 2/11/18

All we need is a little patience. I am a good cook and a better baker. I can make puff pastry, cream puffs, eclairs, cannolis – you name it I’ve made it. Souffle? It’s a snap! Tiramisu? Of course! I’m not afraid to try to make anything. Except for...

#TBT Cast away

I went to make funnel cakes last night and wanted to use the smaller cast iron pan I own. It had been hanging on it’s hook for a few months, and we had not used it for quite some time. However, when I turned the pan around, there was...

Side Tracks

I do not have a linear way of thinking. My train of thought is more a hovercar of thought; it moves in all sorts of directions, and it steers like a fish. I have better luck somedays herding cats into straight lines than I do focusing on a task...

Sunday Morning Coffee Musings 2/4/18

To some people, the only thing better than MORE is ALL. I collect cookbooks. It started simply at first, an innocent wish to have more than a Betty Crocker cookbook and also to stop borrowing cookbooks from the library and paying fines for returning them late. I don’t remember...

#TBT The Musical Fruit

Small confession – until I was an adult, I absolutely hated beans. To be fair, my only exposure to beans as a child were in four dishes; succotash, bean soup, three bean salad, and Boston Baked Beans. We did not eat chili as kids, so I was not exposed...

Love is…

When I was younger and engaged to be married to my first husband, I made a lot of mistakes. I was truly living in what I like to term my “Barbie” bubble. The kind of thinking about marriage and life that results from years of watching sitcoms, reading romance...

Variations on a Theme – Slutty Brownies/Dirty Boys

Some years ago a recipe ran across my radar, not just because of the name, but also because it combined three things I love – Chocolate Chip Cookies, Oreo Cookies, and Brownies. Yes, the triple-threat, the Slutty Brownie, or as some of my friends call them, Dirty Boy Brownies....

Sunday Evening Cocoa Musings 1/28/18 – Gratitude

What a difference a week can make. Last week my Dad was in the hospital. He had the flu, they put him in ICU 2, he was there for three days. They moved him out of ICU. They did a chest x-ray to see if he had pneumonia. I...

#TBT Pay Attention! Or why Vicky had no eyebrows for a while…

So, I am going to share another cooking fail. When I was in 7th grade, and my sister, Mindy, was in 6th grade, our parents were both working. Mom worked first shift, Dad worked second shift. Sometimes Dad would be home just as we got home, and he’d leave...