playing matchmaker in highschool usually meant that one of my best friends would stop talking to me. One of them because I forgot to mention the guy (who went to another school) had zits. Isn't that rediculous. It never occured to me. The poor guys heart was so broke after quite a few very nice letters back and forth. He was such a catch too.

Another friend ended up the guy's girlfriend. But she didn't start talking with me again. I think they may have got married too.

I don't know anyone in your neck of the woods exactly. Paidia is in Oregon, right? but she's taken. She could certainly give you a few good cooking tips though.

Let me think about that some more. I must know somebody over your way

and a few cooking tips?

garlic and ginger to start just about anything - stir fries especially.
olive oil cooking spray.
more tips coming, when I'm feeling better.

robert, if i was thirty years younger and a few thousand miles closer, and not married to uncle fuzzy, i'd be all over that.