One small step for me.

This has proven much more difficult to write than I anticipated, probably because this is the hardest decision I have ever had to make.

Harder than the decision to leave Memphis and my career in the arts in order to pursue a life in journalism. Harder than the decision to divorce my first husband, the father of my child.

And I'm not one to take a leap without considering all the options, so you'd best believe that I have discussed this with Jim, with my parents, with close friends, with mentors. Probably until they were tired of talking about it with me. I have dithered and stalled, because once I post this, it's final. It's real.

I'm leaving the newspaper. With that decision ends 21 years in daily journalism.

Wow, that was hard to type. And I haven't even done it yet.

Please click here to check out my new site and all the details about this amazing new journey I'm about to take, and how you can be a part of it.

Look out, it's another food post!

This blog is in danger of becoming all about food, but a) the writing stuff is in motion but still hush-hush, and b) the family sees each other so rarely right now that we don't even get much in the way of Snippets. That is, unless you could yesterday's endless snark of poor Jim on his 51st birthday, which I kept misremembering as 61 with a big ol' grin. And yet he married me.

If you're curious what's going on, you can catch up with the Literary Underworld crew at its site; with my professional photography and newstuff at Donald Media; and of course my Facebook and Twitter. I promise there's going to be very big changes soon.

In the meantime, our observance of Memorial Day means the family gets to spend a few days actually in each other's company. Not Friday, as Boy had rehearsal for Beauty and the Beast and I had the night shift. And not tonight (Sunday night), because Jim has a night shift and Boy is seeing one of his friends in a play.

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Eat up, it's Easter

I love big food holidays. I really love to cook, and my crazy-ass life does not often give me the opportunity to experiment. This year I had coffee hour responsibility at church on Easter Sunday, which meant twice the desserts and snacks as usual, plus our family feast. That meant a lot of baking!

As promised, here are some of the recipes, and how well they turned out for us.

Source: Patrice Nelson

This one couldn't be simpler. I use Pillsbury pie crusts because life is too short for making crust, and I know this is religious debate that cannot be easily resolved, but hey, I work. So you bake up the crust first of all, and I am going to have to get myself some pie weights on a string to make my life easier.

While the crust is cooling, mix 8 egg yolks with two cans of sweetened condensed milk, the lime zest of two limes, and 6 ounces of key lime juice. I generally don't have lime zest and substitute lemon powder from Penzey's, with no complaints registered. Mmm.