The Sandpoint Eater: Chicago or bust
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Staff My bags are packed and my new (to me) Ford Edge is loaded with everything I’ll need for this week’s epic, 1,800-mile, Chicago-or-bust road trip. Though most states I’ll...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Staff My bags are packed and my new (to me) Ford Edge is loaded with everything I’ll need for this week’s epic, 1,800-mile, Chicago-or-bust road trip. Though most states I’ll...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist I made it through my isolation birthday, sans friends and fanfare. Next on the calendar of events was Easter. Easter! Over the years, I have watched the others agonize...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist Last week was a milestone birthday for me, and I’m sure you can only imagine how distraught my children were that I would be celebrating it alone (if you...
Reader Columnist I’ve been hitting “Mimi’s mysteries” from my freezers pretty hard this week. It’s just me and my three-legged, insulin-dependent cat, Laurel, and we’ve both been grateful for all the foiled wrapped bits...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist Separating fear and fiction from facts has become an enormous task in these crazy times. For me, being in the travel business has brought another layer of anxiety. Right...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist At any given time, in one of my three freezers (excessive, I know), you’ll find an assortment of naked lemons, limes and other citrus fruits, carefully wrapped for future...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist I have my standard kitchen utensils and cookware, and I’m hard pressed to be lured into the superfluous gadgetry for sale in urban kitchen and gourmet shops. I did,...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist Though I’ve been gone for nearly 30 years, this time of year makes me wax nostalgic for the rituals of my former ranch life. Back then, at first light...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist I’m heading to Chicago soon and, while my primary purpose is serving as a booth host for Tahiti Tourism at the Travel and Adventure Show, I can hardly hide...
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist Standing tall on the counter in my kitchen is a brand-spanking-new, commercial mixer (a gift from all my children). The new mixer replaced my Kitchen Aide, which, after 40...