
I never realized how much my mom likes… no, loves this pie until a few years ago when I didn’t make it for one of our holiday dinners. I haven’t heard the end of it since.

I never realized how much my mom likes… no, loves this pie until a few years ago when I didn’t make it for one of our holiday dinners. I haven’t heard the end of it since.
Hot cider and tea are nice touches for cold nights, but sometimes you want a little something more. A little somethin’-somethin’. You know. Booze.
Ironically, winter squash are actually grown during the summer, just like summer squash. Why the name then? Mostly because their firm flesh allow winter squash to be stored throughout the winter season. Good, because I bought a lot this year!!
Continue reading Roasted Winter Squash with Buttery Marmalade
I haven’t posted much about this little one lately. He’s getting some chubby cheeks now, but like most babies, still does what babies do: eat, sleep, and poop! He even smiles, and it’s the cutest thing ever!
It is amazing to think how much certain foods shape our memories, not because of the food itself, but because of what it is associated with. Even something as simple as some hot, spiced juice can become part of a key family tradition. Continue reading Mulled Apple Cider
This is probably the least troublesome plant that I have in my garden, as well as the most spectacular. Not only do people stop and gawk, but the bees are happy to see them, too.
Fresh seafood combined with fresh vegetables simmered in a flavorful broth, topped with a sprinkling of crumbled feta cheese, and that comes together in a jiffy… why yes, I’d like seconds, please!
Each spring I eagerly await the appearance of my freesias. Their sweet aroma greets me every time I walk outside and their bright blooms are some of the first spots of color I see.
I’m a sucker for old-fashioned looking flowers like the kind you see in a typical English Cottage Garden. However, England’s climate isn’t all that similar to mine. In fact, not at all.
It has been an off-and-on tradition over the past several years for me to make pumpkin waffles on Thanksgiving morning. The only problem is that we show up at my parents’ for dinner already a little full since we stuffed ourselves silly.