It’s good to have a goal, and mine is always the ice-cream sandwich.

Keeping up with the lingo.

Bitter and sweet.

Sicily draws admirers to its seas, sands and sites.

The fledgling travels light.

Bad news blasts from every vista.

The message made me blush.

Simple and simply delicious.

Poaching is a crime.

Deep thinkers debate good versus evil.

Locker-room talk gets down and dirty.

The student begins his studies with the life cycle, as expressed in the tadpole.

He’s not a fan of vegetables.

Basic shares much with basement: It’s the bedrock, the beginning, the building block.

Sheet pan, meet spotlight.

Remember Stone Soup? In the tale, a stranger wanders into town, hungry. Locals slam their doors. So the guy makes soup.

Cooking used to be a chore. Consider early man, who spent a good five hours running his prey to exhaustion, and then, panting over collapsed antelope, had to ponder Step Two.

Ficus is a shrub indigenous to the dorm room, waiting room and boyfriend bedroom. It's unavoidable. Get a boyfriend; endure a ficus.

Rice pilaf sings of hope, of heartbreak, of heedlessness.

It’s tough on the thesaurus, parenting a pack of antonyms.