Oh, there’s no plate like ham for the holidays.

Just like that, our first Wisconsin Christmas is a wrap! The one thing I wanted more than anything else was a white Christmas. Elliott came barreling in with cold so fierce by Friday morning, there was no way any of that snow already on the ground was melting. The result? That perfectly picturesque Hallmark white … Continue reading Oh, there’s no plate like ham for the holidays.

The Secret Ham

I've come to realize that I have an odd knack for embarrassing myself. Last year, there was the infamous "snow bunny" incident in which a waitress thought I was flirting with her when really, I was trying to get a free ice cream sundae. Briefly, a 50s-themed hamburger joint down the street was advertising a … Continue reading The Secret Ham