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Note: As of 2017, The New Homemaker is an archive. The articles on the site are all original to TNH. For more musings from Lynn, the person behind this site, go here.

My mother was the Goddess of Leftovers. I say that with all of the awe and respect she deserves. Around dinnertime, we would enter the kitchen drawn by smells that, although mouthwatering, we couldn't quite place. Was that cheese? Broccoli? Ham--no wait, hamburger.

When we asked her what was for dinner she would give us that "Mother's Secret" look and say it's a "Concoction!"

The Andrea Yates case throws a spotlight on a controversial Christian movement
Fun to make, and the best washcloths you'll ever own