I’ve got gingerbread on the mind. It’s just that time of year. The time of year when fall’s chilly winds begin to blow and the leaves begin their lazy descent to the earth. The time of year for sweaters, and hot toddies, and pumpkin carving. The time of year scented by clove, cinnamon, and spicy … Continue reading It’s that time of year – the time for gingerbread
Tag: cooking
Give me convenience or give me death
In a grand experiment just to see if we could, about a month ago Husband and I decided to try our level best to avoid genetically modified foods, processed foods, and soy. Folks, I'm here to tell you it ain't easy. And it ain't cheap. You see, nowadays most of our food is trying to … Continue reading Give me convenience or give me death
Merry and Bright
Every year, as December approached, my grandmother and her friends would start sharing large jars of friendship cake starter amongst each other. After all, what better way to show a little Christmas cheer and help a sister through the stressful holiday season than with a Ball jar filled with assorted canned fruits that had been … Continue reading Merry and Bright
Oh, fudge!
My Granny was not a good cook. There, I've said it. She just wasn't. Granny had many talents, but they were all put into practice far, far away from the kitchen. Unless you count arranging flowers on the kitchen table, but that had nothing to do with food. I remember one time when I was … Continue reading Oh, fudge!
Have you got game?
"Taste this and guess what it is!" Aunt Lois* says to me one Thanksgiving morning while jabbing at me with a carving fork, a piece of grayish meat dangling from the tines. "Go on; taste it!" Now I don't know about you, but I want to be able to readily identify my food. Even at … Continue reading Have you got game?
Barbeque like a man
The 4th of July is a time to celebrate America's independence from Great Britain. It is time to reflect on our forefathers and their dream of freedom. A time to remember our veterans who fought hard to preserve our way of life. It is also a time to cook meat. To cook it over fire. … Continue reading Barbeque like a man
The last supper – or at least mine
There seems to be a phenomenon afoot wherein a goodly portion of the general public feels compelled to share a photo of every plate of food they eat or fancy cocktail they imbibe. Extravagant dinner fare precariously stacked on teenincey plates, frosty glasses rimmed in colored sugar with fruit and umbrellas spilling forth, cupcake towers … Continue reading The last supper – or at least mine