Kudos to the French for making great food, but seriously, sometimes I have to wonder if all the fuss is really worth it. I really, really, really love French Onion Soup, but I really, really, really am short of time most days.
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Only a few things keep me from entertaining as often as I would like: time, energy, and that three week old pile of laundry in the family room (which maybe just might be related to that time and energy thing, just maybe). Continue reading Rosemary & Garlic Roasted Nuts
We were back at the cabin last weekend, this time we were joined by all the Old Man’s siblings and his dad (affectionately called El Viejo, which means “old man” in Spanish). It’s probably been almost three decades since they were all together at the cabin.
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What do you mean you didn’t make the sourdough starter I told you about? What were you waiting for? A shortcut? Oh.
Continue reading “Cheater’s” Sourdough Starter
They are humble, plain, and sometimes less-than-attractive when cooked, but humans have been cultivating and consuming legumes for thousands of years. In fact peas and lentils have been used in Greek cooking since ancient times. You don’t get a much better example of “withstanding the tests of time” than that.
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Take everything you thought you knew about the taste of fresh strawberries and throw it out the window. You know nothing! Nothing at all!! Not until you have tasted an Alpine Strawberry can you speak to me about the amazing goodness of strawberry flavor. They’re like candy, but so much better. It’s strawberry, but like strawberry flavor on steroids. There is just no comparison.
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Our church holds a Greek “food festival” at the end of summer each year. It has grown in epic proportions over the past few years, but during its smaller days our community would wrap up all the festivities (and work) with a relaxing luncheon on Sunday after church.
Continue reading Roast Chicken with Greek Pepperoncini
Most gardening blogs don’t relate to me. I don’t have deer, I have snails. I don’t have 10 feet of snow in November, it’s sunny and the windows are open. I can’t start spinach in April, it’s too dang hot.
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I hate mushrooms. Absolutely detest them. My parents love them, so of course they were put into whatever meal they could be. I would pretend to chew them, and then spit them into my napkin as I pretended to wipe my mouth. Yes, I was that kid.
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One of the treats I looked forward to during summer vacation was the sandwiches my mom would make that she called Greek Tost (pronounced like toast, but with a Greek accent). It started with slightly toasted and buttered bread, layered with cheese and then broiled until the cheese started to melt. Put the gooey slices together and voila! Greek Tost! Hold your horses, I know what you’re thinking.
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