PrissyCook

Over the summer I was graciously invited to a jam session. I know what you’re thinking, with my mad tambourine, killer harmonica and finger cymbal skillz why wouldn’t I be invited to a jam session, but this one was food related. A group of about 8 tackled making homemade Prickly Pear Jam. I gotta say, [...]

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My bike is a beach cruiser and as much as I liken myself to Lance Armstrong when I’m on it, I know that I’m moving at a snail’s pace in comparison. The other day I was on a ride with a friend and I mentioned how much I love noticing the small things when I’m [...]

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I walked in the door on Sunday and one of the first comments from the roomie was, “We’ve got four ripe bananas. Do you know what that means?” Of course I know! Way back in 2006, she bragged about a new banana bread recipe she found that used sour cream instead of milk.
So, I did [...]

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There are about 7 months of the year where we in Arizona can get a little full of ourselves. We talk with our relatives from other parts of the country and say, “Yep, it’s about 75 degrees here today. What did you say, you’re in a (fill in the blank): tornedo warning, whiteout blizzard, hail [...]

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As I walked into a grocery store last week there was a HUGE display of plump yellow lemons with a sign that read: ORGANIC ARIZONA LEMONS 5 FOR $5. I was outraged! This time of year in Arizona, citrus is bountiful. Every other grocery store signs read: Arizona Oranges 20 for $5 or Bag of [...]

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Bike riding and I have love/hate relationship. I’m still emotionally scared from an unfortunate event when I was 15 and an avid runner. My dad had just heard of this “cross training” new mumbo jumbo and thought it’d be a good idea if I gave it a try. So he got me a bike.
The reason [...]

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I think about this a lot. My job requires me to be an effective communicator and what I’m not so effective at is giving praise and thanking people for their efforts and talents.
I get really shy.
I don’t receive compliments well and I know that I don’t give them because I’m afraid I’ll receive them. AND [...]

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I remember going to the grocery store with my Mamaw when I was younger and a radio DJ said, “Honk if you hate the Redskins!” Next thing, I hear tons of cars honking, including my grandmother. It was so fun, visiting her in Dallas, watching football games on Sunday; Go Cowboys! I [...]

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