I almost didn’t do it. And then I said to myself, “Self, quit being lazy. You found two hours to watch Parks and Recreation re-runs last week, and thus, you have plenty of time to do this.” It’s amazing the mind games we play with ourselves. Ten minutes to shave my legs? Nearly impossible. Two
Though I’ve been heavily debating which recipe to share with you next, the wonderful crispness in the morning air made it nearly impossible for me to resist sharing this wonderful one with you. As I’ve told you before, this beautiful season, we have been blessed with as many pears as we can possible handle. We’ve
Pretend you’re in a corn maze… except for corn, you’re surrounded by basil. Yes. Basil. So actually, let’s pretend you’re in a basil maze. A maze of basil. Lost, wandering, gently pushing the basil from side to side as you navigate your direction. That, my friends, is what it’s like to be in my garden
Oh, Rhubarb Chutney, you make my heart sing. Even though I didn’t grow up eating chutneys, I will admit that they’re a nostalgic food for me. Not for the memories of eating them, perhaps, but for the memories I hold watching Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstale cook them on River Cottage. It’s no secret that I’ve got a
Well hey there! Long time no… talk? I feel like we’ve had some silence between us while we were on vacation last week and I am happy to be back in the blogging saddle once again. I like it in this saddle. It’s nice here. Even though we had a wonderful time visiting
Hello. Hold on. Baby just moved. I must, literally, run to the bathroom. Dang you, bladder. … Okay. Hello, again. I’m sorry to begin a post with such tasks as running to the bathroom, but such is life these days, my friends. Speaking of which, the baby’s nursery is dang near complete. The dresser is
At one time, I had fifty pounds of cherries. Now, I have a beautiful, scarlet-colored, raw, naturally-sweetened cherry freezer jam. Say whaaaaat? Raw jam? Aren’t they normally cooked into oblivion? Naturally-sweetened? Aren’t they normally chuck full of highly processed and refined white sugar? Yes and yes. But no and no on this recipe, my friends.
Tis the season, my friends. For greens. Though… let’s face it… it’s pretty much always the season for greens. Greens in the fall. Greens in the winter. Greens in the spring. Greens in the… see where this is going? We’ve got greens coming out of our eyeballs and sprouting from our ears. Mustard greens. Kale.
As I scrambled to stuff the preserved bags of green peppers behind the pig head in the freezer, and thus caused a cascade of frozen goods to fall from the shelf, I knew it was time. Time for my homemade headcheese recipe, baby. When we butchered our two pigs back in October, I didn’t have
Do you ever get melancholy on Sundays? I tend to. After church, I tend to fart around from small project to small project… not usually completing any of them from start to finish… but just simply putzing around. It’s putzing even a word? Regardless. Yesterday, I was blessed with a wonderful baby shower from our