Things to respect: The pictures on this blog are taken by me with my iPad2. Also, they come from StockFood, my employer, with permission. They may also come from friends or family, with permission to use. Any image I may acquire is always with permission. If you want to use any content, please ask permission.
I plan to post on this blog every seven to ten days unless a special occasion or something comes along that I just must absolutely share right away.
Your comments are welcome, but please be respectful. I usually know when a recipe is a flop, or just doesn’t work out as I expected. Usually that fact will be noted in some fashion. I am happy to receive suggestions. I believe we all should be open to improvement.
If you have questions, please contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I will try to answer as quickly as possible. But please remember, I work full time, bake, cook, garden, clean my house, travel and now am attempting to blog. Lord, help me! Oh yeah, I do have a husband and newly married son as well.
Why R-E-S-P-E-C-T? I have always loved that song by Aretha Franklin….just spell out that word and sing that catchy phrase from the song. It is a powerful word. The song makes me want to dance in my kitchen when I turn it on.
I grew up respecting my parents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. The one major thing my husband and I always told our son as he was growing up was that he must show respect. That could mean looking someone in the eye and shaking their hand when first meeting them, even at the tender age of 5 years. It means taking off that damn baseball cap when coming into someone’s house or sitting down to eat. It means respecting and politely listening to others, even though you may not believe what they are saying or agree with what they are saying. It means being honest – honest with yourself and others. I guess he listened, because he is in a branch of law enforcement that fits his personality just right.
You must respect yourself before you can respect others. That is my belief.