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The Prodigal Daughter?

sorry

I’m back. My candidate lost the election, I am incredibly tired, and fighting some sort of campaign PTSD, but I am feeling tiny tendrils of excitement about getting back to my regular life. “Regular,” for me, would include no more Halloween candy and ancient doughnuts for lunch, no more crockpot-dump dinners for my family, and no more blogging about political instead of food. I’m back, if you’ll have me.

Tonight (I slept all day) I am making a real menu and a grocery list with items like olive oil and garlic rather than canned, cream soups and pre-cut vegetables. I am having a dinner party for ten on Saturday night. I have big things planned for this blog, including a repeat of last year’s Thanksgiving planner countdown, commentary on many food-related absurdities which have come to my attention in the past few months, and a new contest. (Well, and actually writing and posting on a regular basis).

If you want to see where I’ve been, check over here (you can search for my pieces under Ann Nichols) and come back here whenever you can; I’ll see if I can make this all up to you.

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About imagineannie

I feel like I'm fifteen - does that count? I'm lots of things, I get paid to be the Managing Editor for a local news publication, and I love my job. I am also inordinately fond of reading, animals (I have four), elephants, owls, hedgehogs writing, tramping in the woods, cooking India, Ireland, England, avocado toast, Sherlock Holmes, Harry Potter, Little Women, Fun Home, Lumber Janes, Fangirl, magic, Neil Gaiman, Jane Austen, YA books, not YA books, classical music, Salinger (OMG SALINGER), Brahms, key lime pie, indie music, podcasts, sleeping in, road trips, marmalade, museums, bookstores, the Oxford comma, BBC, The Miss Fisher Mysteries, birdwatching, seashells, kombucha, and stickers. Not a huge fan of chewing gum, jazz, trucker hats or dystopian and/or post-apolcalyptic fiction (but I'll try anything).

6 responses »

  1. Welcome home sister. It’s been a long, long journey.

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  2. Mrs Nichols,

    The debt is to you young lady. To wade into the mire that is campain and try to make life better, now that is a sacrifice.

    Shakespeare sounds good on you, do it again soon.

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  3. yessssssssssss!
    *rubs her hands together in anticipation*

    if we’ll have you? IF we’ll have you??

    i for one, would have it no other way! welcome back, annie girl, you were sorely missed!

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  4. yay, food stuff, I’m hungry again

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  5. Welcome back! I have missed your foodblogging!

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  6. Mensch (how can you be a mensch when you are Christian and female?!), to that I say “amen.”

    Robert, thanks, and thank for checking out my “other” writing. Once an English major, always an English major.

    jayedee, thanks to you, too. You have always been wind beneath my wings in the interworld. 🙂

    Eric, actual recipes are coming, I promise.

    katie, I missed it too, more than anyone might guess.

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