CS-Yay
byHallelujah. Today was the first spring CSA pickup from Jenny Jack Sun Farm, and not a moment too soon. Our jar count of tomatoes,…
cooking
The butcher, the baker…
byThe loaf of bread was still steaming on the cooling rack. Gave it a tap with a fingernail and heard a very promising thump. When we…
Food for thought
byIt’s Sunday afternoon, and the rain has been rolling off the roof all day. More than a drizzle, less than a downpour. We knew…
Pickup Artist
bySpring’s first CSA pickup was Saturday, and I was happy enough to dance with a turnip. Don’t get me wrong. I’m grateful for our…
Noodle this
byI was recently in Morgantown, West Virginia, for a few days, and as I wandered down the street looking for grub one night, I…
Squashed
byFood is more fun to eat when it’s served in an edible package. Like soup in bread bowls. Ice cream in waffle cones. Kitty…
Apples to Apples
byBack in October, during our 75-pound-apple-canning, attempted-thumb-removing spectacle, I did wonder a weensy bit what in the world we would do with all that fruit….
On the sauce
byTook the tack this year of adopting something I wanted to learn as a resolution, rather than something I wanted to give up (like,…
Immersion Therapy
byThe last couple of weeks have been pretty lousy, health-wise, with my parents, and today wasn’t the greatest. Hubby, being full of awesome, mused…