I’m feeling a new dream creeping in, one more exciting future to think about. Oh yeah. Time to open a pie shop. And while I might carry the token fruit pie to make people (and my husband) happy, I’m thinking we’re all about cream and meringue pies around here. It’s the reaction, the pure joy…
olive oil and sherry pound cake
The children are rebelling. They say, “no more soup, mom!” and I say, “tough cookies.” Soup is what we’ve got, and after all that’s what I went to all the trouble for, freezing buckets and buckets of soup so that right now, when the book was almost done and all I was making was pudding…
saffron and cardamom panna cotta
Joey bought me a new pair of boots over the holiday. They are red, and they have a bit of heel to them, and we are coming to call them the ass-kicking boots. Not ass-kicking necessarily because they are lovely, which they are, but because ass-kicking is literally what I’m needing to do these days….
one more cookie
Wednesday was the girls’ last day of school for the year. It was one of those days that tend to come at this time–there was family sharing where the girls got to show me lessons in their classrooms, then we came home at noon with Sadie’s best friend in the center seat. There was…
quince rosemary polenta bread
There is a candle dynasty around here, and its main headquarters is about an hour away in the Pioneer Valley. The sign, outstandingly visible from the highway, claims the location as “the scenter of the universe.” I drove by the place on my way to a wedding this past summer; it was a gorgeous summer…
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