by Molly Ledin, food experience manager
Thursday, June 30, 2011
A friend who I haven’t seen recently called a few nights ago and before I knew it, I had invited her and her husband over for dinner. Dinner … the very next night. At 34, I am just beginning to realize that I don’t ever give myself enough time to prepare for anything – I tend to say to myself, “How hard can it be?” and not until I am fully enthralled in whatever it is that I had convinced myself was not so hard, I realize that indeed, it is. Maybe not “hard” per say, but time consuming. Yes, that’s a better way to look at it.