RecipeMuncher

Up until about three days ago, I thought I’d actually escaped the cold season this year. Peef and I have both been healthy as horses. We scoffed at the stomach flu when it passed through town. We laughed in the face of a few dozen colds and breathed sighs of relieve when we got through both January and February without so much as a sniffle. Of course, I should have known better than to think we were out of the woods already; after all, it’s only March. There’s still bits of s (...)