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Paula Scott offers this coffee formula in response to the column on "I can't make a good cup of coffee."

Paula's great coffee for one average-size mug:

Grind some whole beans yourself on or near the day you will make the coffee. The darker and shinier the beans look, the better they probably are. (However, I don't make "Char-bucks" style coffee and usually avoid French and Italian roasted beans.)

Get one of those cone contraptions that sit on top of your mug. Put in a paper cone filter and two heaping scoops of ground coffee.

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It's funny how books can influence my activities. Not funny ha ha, but funny strange....but that's a whole other blog topic. Anyway, Anne gave me Julie and Julia for Christmas, so I'm determined to finish the book before I watch the movie. Besides, Lindsay says the book is much better than the movie, so I figure I'll enjoy the best first.

BETWEEN CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR'S PIE

You won't believe how great this pie tastes and how easy it is to make. Plus, all the ingredients are already in your kitchen. There's a warning at the bottom of the recipe.

1 cup applesauce

1/4 cup sugar

1/4 t salt

1/4 t cinnamon

1/4 t nutmeg

2 Tbs margarine

1 egg and 2 egg whites (well beaten, of course)

2 cups milk

Rind of one lemon - finely chopped

By Tanya Pike

One of my responsibilities when I worked at the Bluffton News was to develop the black and white film that the editor shot every week. That was back in the days before digital cameras were the photographer's tools of choice. After winding the film into the canisters in total darkness, the process of developing each roll took about 30 minutes.

It was always a somewhat stressful half hour for me.

By Joanne Niswander

Take it from someone who is experiencing her 80th (oops, now everyone knows!) Christmas season: Christmas isn't what it used to be. You've probably thought the same thing. But, before you start nodding in agreement that Christmas has gone to the dogs, read on . . .

An Ordinary Day
By Tanya Pike

By the time I arrive home it is dark. Winter Solstice is upon us and I am grateful that natural light will soon be returning, tick by tick.

I pull into the driveway as dusk is falling. The flowers in the gardens that we worked so hard in all summer are gone. There are brown leaves covering the small patch of grass that has finally moved from green to rest in brownness.

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