I’m going to say right off the bat here that I’ve got a recipe for you. It seems I’ve lost some of you here and on social media with all these march photos, and if you’re on the brink of going that way, that’s okay–it’s your choice to make, whatever your reasons. But if a recipe is what…
When I am alone
And like that, the nights get cold and a new time comes in. The girls are away for a good part of this week. They are on a last hurrah of the summer with my aunt and uncle who take them to a family camp to ride horses and shoot arrows and be in talent…
white beans with sage
If you have ever spent time in Santa Fe, you have no doubt found yourself in one of those little casitas, guest houses on the property of other larger estates. They are usually built by hand, constructed of salvaged wood and adobe, and there might perhaps be a loft bed to make the best use…
white bean soup with garlic, kale, and sausage
There was a bakery in Santa Fe that I used to go to when I was in school, a place called Sage Bakehouse. It was all concrete inside, big and cavernous and always warm from the ovens. They had a few little tables and a counter up front, and I loved to sit there and…
black bean and roasted tomatillo soup with garlic yogurt
October might just be my favorite month for cooking. The cold air drives me straight to the stove, and the garden is still spitting out more produce than I can manage. The squash are taking over, but at the same time there are those few plants that are hanging on till they are done in…
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 