Small Plates takes a break
Yes, a fracture to her right elbow. Janet, aka the Cruncher, tripped over her feet and a perfectly placed recycling container in a small space. (Take note yoga pals: She landed with her elbow hyper-extended in a passable side-plank position.)
She’ll be back in a few weeks.
— David, aka the Intrepid One
Janet Cleaveland
What happens when a retired journalist spends a lot more time in the kitchen than in past years? She tries new dishes and jumps at the chance to write a blog about food, family and good times. My kids are grown now, but I'll be looking back at how they learned to cook, what recipes my husband (the Intrepid One) and I are experimenting with, and how food and conversation make for happy times in the kitchen. I worked for The Columbian for 15 years as a copy editor and another 10 elsewhere, though I didn't start out as a journalist. I thought I wanted to teach English literature. My husband grew up in Clark County, and I've lived here since 1983. My kids have grown and left home. Like my husband of 52 years, our adopted chocolate Lab would never pass up a chance for a tasty meal.