Mother’s Day is here, and these 3 recipes are sure to warm her heart

I grew up in the 1970s and 1980s, so I watched a lot of television.

Most of that TV consisted of reruns like “Gilligan’s Island” and “Bewitched,” both of which were ubiquitous on the dial between school and dinnertime. Looking back with the wisdom of four decades, I have come to several startling conclusions.

You can’t make a radio out of a coconut, even if you’re a teacher.

Most American households don’t have a goofy housekeeper named Alice.

Darrin Stevens was a bigoted jerk. (Sorry, but it had to be said).

In short, television lied to me. Overall, I’m okay with that.

I might just have a plain old radio, but neither am I stranded on a desert island like Gilligan. I’m also not married to a witch, although – unlike Darrin – I think that would be pretty cool.

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