Beans! Beans! Beans!
They smell awesome cooking. James is the bean maker in our family. Pintos. Always pintos. Only pintos. I’ve gladly relinquished this position to him, and he cooks them for us regularly, because we love them. This time is a little different, because I decided to make some pintos right alongside him; while he’s cooking them on the stove, […]
We’re Here Because We’re Supposed To Be
How would life look if you knew absolutely, without doubt, the people in your life are there for a reason?