Baked Rigatoni (+ Spring Garden Cleanup)
I’ve opened up three emails today with the starting sentiment “I hope this email finds you well…”. Truth be told, no emails are finding me in such a state because…
Read MoreIt’s not always glamorous or clean, but at least life on the farm is entertaining, beautiful, and oh-so-delicious. Follow along with recipes, dreams and confessions, and garden growing here.
I’ve opened up three emails today with the starting sentiment “I hope this email finds you well…”. Truth be told, no emails are finding me in such a state because…
Read MoreIt feels a bit obvious and unnecessary to say that it’s been cold here these past few days. Of course it has – it’s been cold everywhere. Still, this level of cold…
Read MoreIt can be equally exciting and melancholy to look back over one’s life and ask the question “How did I get here?”. I often do. Though I’m not one typically…
Read MoreFor us, this season means days spent in the kitchen, plates of cookies, breakfast bakes, and often extra places set for company. It is a bustling and buzzing time of…
Read MoreHello my friends, As I was bent over the tomato plants, sweating in the insulting September heat, I reminded myself as I picked tomato after tomato to give thanks for the harvest…
Read MoreHello my friends, I’m back in the work-saddle after over a week away in South Carolina. The intention wasn’t to completely fall out of the work-saddle, but as fate would…
Read MoreIt’s very rare that I post a recipe not my own, but some things are too good to not be shared and some recipes so perfect, there’s simply no way…
Read MoreIt’s easy to idealize farm life. Especially in the fleeting moments where the kids are barefoot and smiling, the old baskets are filled with summer berries, and butterflies dance around…
Read MoreHello my friends, It’s been two years in the making for me to share this farmer’s cheese post with you. In Spring of 2021, when we were ready to breed…
Read MoreAs I filmed earlier this week, there was a bucket of compost strewn around my front porch that the rogue ducks had gotten into. Bits of bread, old banana peels,…
Read MoreI have a favorite kind of free day. I wake up to my husband curled up against my back. He, very kindly, likes to let me know it’s time to…
Read MoreWhat seems like ages ago now, I was in a bathing suit, sprawled out on the smooth, hot, rocks of a Sicilian beach. The only sound was the crowds joyfully…
Read MoreAnd as experience is the best teacher, I’m here to share with you how to bake better bread at home. Save yourself years of bad loaves. My many baking flops are your gain. Here’s how to bake better bread at home.
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