
I love me a good biscuit. Drown it in gravy (but only if it’s actually good), or slather it with butter then top it with honey, and I’m a happy person.
Continue reading Sweet Cream BiscuitsI love me a good biscuit. Drown it in gravy (but only if it’s actually good), or slather it with butter then top it with honey, and I’m a happy person.
Continue reading Sweet Cream BiscuitsWhoever discovered that roses taste as good as they smell… thank you. You’ve helped me justify having so many different roses in my garden. Not that I felt I had to have an excuse, but there’s nothing wrong with having one ready, you know?
Continue reading Rose Petal & Pistachio RevaniThere is a huge debate amongst Greek circles as to which is the best Greek Christmas cookie. You’re either Team Kourambiethes, or you’re Team Melomakarona. I just say, I’ll eat yours, whatever it is, if you don’t want it.
Continue reading Melomakarona (Greek Honey Cookies)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 CornbreadI 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 MuffinsI 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.
The first day of Lent in Greece is a bit of an oddity. For many, a strict Lenten fast will be observed in reverence to the solemnity of the time leading up to Pascha (Easter), while also frolicking and picnicking, and generally having a jolly good time!
Continue reading Greek Lagana Bread Recipe & the Tradition of “Clean Monday”
You know those cartoons that show a person debating what to do with an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other giving conflicting advice? This cake is like the two of them got together and struck a deal.
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!