Roast chicken with onion, potatoes, and parsnips. In the world my story takes place, people can dream up whatever food they want and it appears to them and they can eat it. This part of the story is a little bittersweet because the children learn that they can have their dad’s special dinners conjured up for them and it tastes just like home.
Published by Lisa H.
I am a wife, mother, all around volunteer, and organizer of all that is around me. No, really, it is pathological, I can't help it. If you need help, you ask me, I help. I have a few chronic illnesses that try their hardest to slow me down, but my brain is the Energizer Bunny of brains and it demands that I try to do everything and try new things and keep going all the time. So here I am, blogging about it all. View all posts by Lisa H.