Bacon tomato bliss
We got the first batch of them last weekend, and they were perfect. Red, round and luscious. Lined up in a shallow, plastic crate, they’d been placed on a sheet of old newspaper, and my…
Dog days
Friends, it’s too hot to work. Too hot to even think about work. And since we’re sweating through the “dog days” of summer, I’m turning over my keyboard this week to an actual dog with…
Clanker or collaborator?
One time when I was a kid, I was invited to play and have dinner at a friend’s house from church. She was the preacher’s daughter, so I knew the whole family. I’d already said…
Oh deer!
I had a 30-minute window of sunlight near the end of a rare, 76-degree day in late June, and I didn’t want to miss it. So I grabbed Mac’s harness and asked if he wanted…
They spell well
Friends, I hate to brag, but I think this must be said: I’ve raised dogs who are exceptionally good spellers. Despite the fact they’ve never even sniffed a dictionary, these pups have memorized exactly which…
Alarming way to start the day
By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist, novelist, and mom of 3 A few months ago, I realized the first minute of the day felt consistently scary. Mornings were nothing like the peaceful, idyllic images you see…
Ask for help
By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist, novelist, and mom of 3 I’m about to tell you something I’ve never told anyone, and it’s going to sound crazy. It’s weird and 100 percent true. Brace yourself because…
To all the foods I’ve loved before
By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist, novelist, and mom of 3 One of my favorite things about food is how even one smell or bite can become a time machine. It happened last week when a…
Every drink you make
By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist, novelist, and mom of 3 Here’s a transcript of a conversation I had last week with the software robot, Alexa, who lives in our kitchen. Me (eating breakfast and looking…
It’s the little things
By Gwen Rockwood, newspaper columnist, novelist, and mom of 3 “I forgot how nice it is to be able to walk all the way around my bed,” he said. “And it doesn’t matter when I…