Author: judithlouise

Scrambled Egg People I sat in a chrome-and-fluroescent restaurant one day, munching through a flaccid bun- with-a-hole, stuffed with anemic bacon, waxy cheese, and a weary fried egg, the whole works euphemistically called a “Breakfast Bagel”. All the while I dreamed of scrambled eggs on toast. This in turn reminded of a crusty old saint… Continue reading foodthatbuildscommunity.com

Because my Dad was a medical missionary, I spent some of my childhood in China.  Now and then, for sins unknown, my mother would condemn us to Purgatory. This would come in the form of being sentenced to visit some stranger somewhere else in the vast, unknown, confusing city of Canton because:  they too were… Continue reading Chocolate Cake