I know you missed me! Heck, I missed myself! Tough go the past couple of months as we wade through the passing of my dear mother, whom I miss terribly. It goes without saying that the holidays just aren’t, nor ever will be, the same.…

Growing up in the Catholic Church, we were told that “fish on Friday’s” was one of the ways to show our self-control, discipline, and our faith. The thought is simple. Roasted, succulent, juicy, fatty meat contained a touch of excess and “sacrificing” that deliciousness would…