We’ve just returned from a two-day adventure and kicking the feet up sounds ideal but guess what? The cookery is a mess. The kids are almost asleep and we’re cleaning up our impromptu dinner and an evening egg-coloring fest. If we don’t catch it now, we’ll face the music in the morning. Pay now? I choose now.
Chowder for the Wolf at the Door
When 10 pounds of potatoes and a couple dozen ears of corn show up unannounced, welcome them home to the chowder pot. After transforming our
