After all this waiting, they’re finally here. Last year there was barely a strawberry season to speak of. Remember the summer of cold and rain? The blight that would never dry out? Although I secretly love a cold summer so that I can keep wearing jeans and drinking hot coffee, I had enough mushy, moldy…
rhubarb blueberry compote
Oh, boy. I could add in a couple of expletives, but I’m still on good behavior. Yesterday, in between sign holding and pacing around the house and making everyone dinner so that we wouldn’t forget to eat, I sat down for a minute with my mother and brought up that topic that seems to be…
rhubarb cake
I have been thinking about this cake all week. After our dinner party on Saturday, I kept finding treats in the fridge. Jen had filled her car with produce from her farm, and a few bundles of this or that found their way into my crisper drawer. There was the most beautiful bunch of rhubarb,…
rice cooker tapioca
I know just a little bit about marriage. Just a little bit. I’ve got a whole lot more education ahead of me. My mom was married to my dad for a few short years. It doesn’t sound like it was the best of relationships. By the time I was three, we were living with other…
pie crust in the Kitchen Aid
I’m all business today. I’m sure that there is a lot to talk about if we get started. But I promised you pie crust. Really I did. And although I’m learning that as a political candidate, rule number one is DON’T MAKE PROMISES!, in the world of food and rolling pins, promises are really okay….
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