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Valentines Day Packet
Keep reading: Valentines Day PacketThis year everyone seems so stressed or depressed, I decided to do something little I could tuck into an envelope and send to my friends here in the States. Because I had all the raw materials, including some truly fabulously strange anthropomorphic animal stickers, it was easy to decide on bookmarks. And away into craft-land…
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Brigid Rocks!
Keep reading: Brigid Rocks!A while back I sent an “EG” (Extra Gift) to Brigid, and requested that she be able to get some art supplies. Compassion surprised me by the speed in which this gift was given to the family, and I got a letter and photo back from it, so sweet. With Compassion you don’t get a…
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All Chefs are superstitious freaks
Keep reading: All Chefs are superstitious freaksLook, we can’t help it. The professional kitchen is a high stakes pressure cooker and if you screw up it could be a small thing, or it could be a huge thing, and you won’t know till you get there. So Chefs do have their traditions surrounding things— and will absolutely insist that you follow…
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Compassion Buddy Program Update
Keep reading: Compassion Buddy Program UpdateEarlier this week I was on the phone with Compassion International and asked about the letter writing programs status (I have been a volunteer letter writer for them for a few years now, and the program is always undergoing revisions, or at least it feels that way. Anyways— ) Currently with Compassion you can request…
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A Covid “failure”
Keep reading: A Covid “failure”Sometimes a sponsorship goes wrong, for whatever reason, but I personally never thought about this much until Covid hit the world. During that time I was sponsoring a child through Children International, Zoya, from India. Zoya was sweet, studous, living deep in an unregulated housing area, with her mother, father and older brother. She was…
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Why This Blog?
Keep reading: Why This Blog?I’m still learning how to help — how to help others, how to help myself. It’s not a painful course in the school of life, just a continual one. I used to think of myself as a Chef, or an artist… but I don’t identify with those titles anymore, they’re just bodies of knowledge, placeholders…

