Laura Scheffler Johnson
Articles
One of my most treasured memories of my parents’ love of food and cooking is...
At lunch yesterday, Lyle said he “had dinner.” My schedule is flexible, so normally I...
Last year, just before Thanksgiving, Lyle and I moved to a newly built house. The...
On Fridays, I take a break from watching news at the end of the day...
Each summer, my husband, Lyle, and I enjoy visiting the Columbia Farmers Market on Saturday...
Yesterday I woke up not feeling well, and the thought of enjoying food seemed far...
A month and a half ago, we moved to a new home. Our move was...
In October, my dad was hospitalized in his home of Boise, Idaho, for an acute...
At lunch the other day, I heard a radio host ask, “Does familiarity decrease awe?”...
In August, I celebrated my birthday at Cherry Street Cellar. My husband, Lyle, and I...