Hey, Taste Chase fans! It’s been a long time coming, but a change is definitely gon’ come! After what seemed like endless weeks, the Route 518 detour is coming to…
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There is something about a quaint cafe one just happens upon around the odd corner in some small provincial town or village. Whether it’s Ingrid Bergman looking forlorn in Rick’s…
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It’s that time of year again. There’s a crispness in the morning air, leaves are starting to form soft blankets on driveways and yards. Flip-flops and sleeveless shirt have given…
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The Taste Chase: The 5th Annual Trenton Pork Roll Festival, Hog Heaven or Pork Purgatory?
Memorial Day just passed. Can you guess where I was? Of course you can because you’ve read enough of The Taste Chase to understand my love of almost all pork products. So, as you should expect, I grabbed my “Taste Buds” and made my annual pilgrimage to the shrine of swine and all things porkly divine, The 5th Annual Trenton Pork Roll Festival.
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Someone pointed out to me that the timing of Hopewell Restaurant Week was bad. Well, it was obvious that it wasn’t so much the timing that was bad, it was…
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The Taste Chase: Restaurant Week in Hopewell Boro and the IMPOSSIBLE BURGER
Based on that sketchy groundhog’s prediction, we have about two more weeks of the wet, windy, and sporadically snowy-ish weather before we shed our wools and thermal for fleeces and…
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“Who can make a sunrise? Sprinkle it with dew. Cover it with chocolate and a miracle of two, the candyman, the candyman, oh the candy man can. The candyman can…
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Sign-up now for MercerMe’s 3rd Annual Cut Throat Cookie Exchange
by Mary Galiotoby Mary GaliotoUPDATED: As of 11/7/17, we are not taking any more participants to this year’s event. To get on MercerMe’s email list, sign-up by clicking mercerme.com/subscribe/.* Thank you so much for your enthusiasm and participation.…
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“What the world needs now is love sweet love. It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of…” penned way back in the “olden days” of 1965, by Burt…
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It’s February, or “mid-winter,” for those of us who are counting the days to when the first tender buds appear on the trees. What a year we’ve had so far…