Italian Chicken Salad French Breads

Italian Chicken French Breads / Bev Cooks

My brain is full-on picnic mode. From here on out. Blankets and flowers and grass and snackies. You in? You don’t have to make this Italian Chicken French Bread (I almost typed Bench Fred.) for a picnic, but I feel like it’s giving off major outside vibes. Yet it still has melty cheese on top. […]

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plants / bev cooks

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRReedoomeeloopeepooreerooneenoo. My toothbrush sounds like Lin-Manuel Miranda in Hamilton. You’re like, “okay I’m getting coffee for this one.” It does! It does, though. It’s an electric toothbrush (is that the word? electric? feels weird.) and sometimes when I’m moving from tooth to tooth it will vibrate in such a way that creates this buzzing sound […]

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spring trees / bev cooks

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRimuh! I mean day. Can you hear radio broadcasts in teeth fillings? You know, like when one “feels a storm brewin’” in their knee joints or their shoulder pins. Is it the same? I’m reading All The Light We Cannot See (first of all, I can already tell it’s going to be one of the […]

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Friday Flotsam

dogwood / bev cooks

FRRRRRRRRRRoodyoodyoody! I’ve come to know something about myself lately. And I can’t decide if it’s attitude or age or the general handout of life drama. You tell me. These days, anytime someone says to me, “You know so and so, right?” My immediate response is, “Yes, why, is he dead?” Everyone is immediately dead before […]

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