I like an apple pie. I make a lot of them – be it dutch or cream, puree or traditional. I can usually judge how good a particular cookbook is by the quality of the pie. So, it’s probably the first thing I thumb the index for when I pick one up. I’ll even make […]
The second installment of the garden volunteers. This time we’re talking vegetables.
This is part of the dual posting between here and “A White Plate”. You’ll need to follow the – View Original – link at the bottom of the post to read the article in it’s entirety.
I’ve been catching glimpses and flashes of brown out the kitchen window all afternoon today. I figured house wrens had finally discovered the potting shed and were making good use of the rafters, beams, nooks and crannies in the roof line to nudge in a little mountain vacation home. I was wrong. They seemed to […]
Although the creation of Salisbury Steak is attributed to Dr. J.H. Salisbury as a means of creating a lower calorie diet in the same odd turn-of-the-century healthcare craze that gave us Kellogg’s Corn Flakes, the “true” Salisbury Steak bares little resemblance to what we make today. In his book, “The Relation of Alimentation and Disease”, he […]
You know… when I started the gardening project with the Hay Bales, it was supposed to be a cheap and easy way to add a little extra produce to our grocery budget without breaking the bank. But when you get right down to it – it’s just expensive to “grow your own.” And, although I […]
About four months ago, I came across a picture of a particular apple crumb cake. No recipe, mind you… just the picture. And that kind of irked me. I’m all for finding food pictures on the internetowebbyversothing – it’s like porn, without all the uncomfortable naked bits. But like porn, it kind of leaves you […]
Since we’re still coping with the effects of the egg accident, we still have 3 or so eggs worth of liquid in the container… and I was jonzing for some pasta… and cheese… and porky goodness – So tonight it’s Linguine Carbonara. Yeah, yeah… I know “raw eggs in pasta just doesn’t rattle […]
Usually, I’m pretty conscientious when I go shopping… I bring my own bags, I load my cart with fragile things tucked under or in the little flippy basket, I arrange things on the conveyor checkout thingy so bruisy – easily damaged things don’t end up under the laundry detergent, and I don’t let them […]