Cooking in the West

Cooking in the West

Every year when the winter Olympics roll around, I sit glued to the television wondering how in the world the human body can do any of those events. Also during the Olympics, I fear going into town, because when you live in a small town, all your friends have amazing memories and consider themselves stand-up comedians. This past week when I ventured to the Post Office, my friend Lori spied me,...