I have approximately thirteen things I need to share with you today. And as usual, they are all scattered around in my head, awaiting their moment to be blogged. The most delicious of which is this homemade chai recipe. I went to the Farmers Market this past weekend and scored some killer deals, which I
I don’t know when it happened. But it happened. And as much as I hate to admit it – well, here I am. Admitting it. Lettin’ it loose. Slippin’ the lips. Confessing to the world… …friends, I’m a coffee snob. I remember back in college, sipping on my pre-ground Folgers, thinkin’ I’d hit the good
I’m totally sold on the idea that grandmas knew what they were doin.’ Sure, they may have not had the science behind it that we have now, but everyone knows: Grandma knows best. Our Grandparent’s generation was a generation of usefulness, wisdom, resourcefulness, and appreciation. And if my dreamy idea of Grandparents is correct, I
Since we’re on the subject of fermented drinks, why not revisit one of my all time favorite things. No, it’s not Stuart. Or Georgia. Or chocolate. Or freshly whipped cream. But close… Guessed yet? It’s KOMBUCHA, BABY. What? I couldn’t help myself. We talked about fermenting kvass yesterday – what was I supposed to do!
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
Okay, seriously. Not to brag or anything, but I just have to say it: I have the best danged dairy cow in the history of the world. She’s so good to me! Not only does she provide me with fresh, raw milk to drink twice daily, but she gives me so much that I’m able
I like to think that I have my desires under control. I can *usually* keep myself from lashing out at everyone I know that has a Vitamix, even though I desire one so desperately. And *usually* I can turn my head the other way when I see anyone driving a Wagoneer (what can I say?
Many of you have been with me here on this beautiful blog journey for many years now. Many of you have stumbled with me through the beginnings of our way of eating and our way of life. Seeing your names come through the comments is like enjoying a cup of coffee with an old friend.
It’s not a secret. I don’t pretend to hide it. I’m unashamed. And I wear the badge with honor. I, Shaye Elliott, am a lover of butter. Especially this homemade clarified butter recipe. In fact, it’s a huge part of the reason why I peel myself from my cozy bed at 5:15 a.m. each morning
With all the life changes and happenings around the homestead as of late, especially now that our lease is almost up, I’ve struggled for the first time, although mildly, with something new – insomnia. Hence the herbal tea recipe for sleep. Typically, on any given day, I’m one of those people who falls asleep as