GOLD FRIENDS & OTHERS (AND THE SPARERIBS THAT UNITE)

Make new friends but keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold. My childhood best friend, Laura, and I used to sing this song in the round, sitting on top of one of the huge, gray boulders on her property. 

This week I’ve been thinking about that verse and wondering, what about the bronze friend? Or the lead (toxic metallic) friend (aka Frenemy)? Where do they fit in the friendship category? Silver and gold friends are easy to define. Bronze ones not so much...

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A CRY FOR TOMATO HELP (AND THE ITALIAN GRATIN ANSWER)

Every woman has that friend. The one we regard with wonderment – and gratitude. Three kids, loving husband, business owner (Fashion. Of Course. You can check it out here), football booster club president, great cook (who finds time to cook), thin, gorgeous, funny, thoughtful, always there for her friends. I'm guessing she doesn't wear Spanx. This girl has got it going on. And I love her for it.

So when Lynn, my Italian paisana, texted a culinary “Mayday" along with photos of her copious tomatoes (see image above), I sat up and read it...

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