I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone tell me that they don’t like cornbread. I mean really, what’s not to like? At the same time, it’s not something you hear people raving about, either. Maybe it just needs a little “sprucing up”.Continue reading Tomato-Basil Cornbread
One of the greatest things about the World Wide Web is that it allows for fortuitous discoveries to be made in a matter of seconds with just a few keystrokes. This “cheese” happened to be just that for me.
I have come to the sad realization that my apricot trees only want to bear fruit every other year, and the same with my mom’s. Do they have the courtesy of producing in opposite years of each other so we can always have fresh apricots? Of course not, so rude.Continue reading Whole Wheat Apricot Waffles
I have never met a Greek who didn’t like lemon. Or maybe I have, and they were just too embarrassed to admit it. It’s probably for the best.Continue reading Lemony Poppy Seed & Greek Yogurt Muffins
Each year we harvest a lot of fruit from our backyard orchard. Each year, I make a lot of jams and jellies. Each year I realize we don’t eat a lot of it. Hmmmm…Continue reading Pasta Flora (Greek Jam Tart)
As a child, I was not a fan of spinach, or anything that contained it, and no amount of watching Popeye cartoons could make me change my mind. Thank goodness for adulthood.Continue reading Spinach & Feta Galette
Anyone who has a fruiting fig tree will confirm that they can be overwhelmingly abundant. Not too many people mind this problem.Continue reading Fig Upside Down Cake
It was late in the evening. I was tired. I’d had a whole half-glass of wine (yes, a HALF glass). It turned out to be a bad combination for successfully doing math. Who’d have thought it?
So I may be a little late to this party, but I guess the old saying “better late than never” still holds true. At least it has for me.
I once read that if you plant an apple tree, you’ll be growing apples for the whole neighborhood. I’m beginning to understand what that person meant.
It is ironic that buckwheat is considered to be a healthy food and yet my first instinct is to use it to make pancakes.
Frittatas are kind of like the casseroles of the egg dish world. They are a great way to throw a bunch of odds and ends together and call it a meal.
Think of them as little triangles of pure heaven. Crispy phyllo, tangy feta cheese, and a generous slathering of butter… yes, pure heaven.
Several days ago I gave the Old Man and the Medium Boy the task of putting in a new pond liner for our back yard. It’s hard work. I fed them these empanadas as payment.
I live in California’s raisin country. If one drives out of town during the hot, dry days at the end of summer, row after row of grapes drying on mats can be seen in between the long stretches of grape vines. I guess you could say I know where my food comes from!
The moment the temperatures drop even just a smidgen near the end of summer, it’s pumpkin season. Correction, it’s pumpkin-SPICE season. Maybe it doesn’t have to be?
At some point someone stole muffins and turned them into greasy, gut-bomb, cupcakes-in-disguise. It’s time to steal them back. You’re welcome.
There’s a scene in one of the Peter Rabbit stories where a sneaky fox tricks a silly duck to bring him a variety of herbs. What the duck doesn’t realize is that he intends to cook her eggs with those herbs!