Spring, finally.

spring 442When we left here a week ago Sunday, it was snowing. We drove south, seeing more snow, in the snow, for a few hours.  Honestly, we were at the Tennessee state line before I stopped seeing little snow piles here & there – especially on the northern facing slopes of roofs.  By the time we stopped to gas up & stretch outside of Gatlinburg, the sun was out, the temps were warmer and we were starting to see those little hints of green that signify the arrival of spring. Continue reading

Turning the tables.

I’m convinced I’m the least read, most well known blog out there.  Everyone knows I blog, but no one I know seems to actually read it regularly.  I’m not complaining mind you – it’s sort of weird to put yourself out there and have virtual strangers walk up to you at school and tell you how much they liked that post you wrote where you admitted to pregaming PTO events.  Sometimes I think I prefer the readers I don’t know, because it’s much easier to put things out there when my audience is complete strangers and not people you run into around town. Continue reading

My first cookbook.

Picture 317The first cookbook I was ever given was the Nancy Drew Cookbook.  I think it was a Christmas present one year, but I can’t really be sure. I remember cooking breakfast out of it in the old farmhouse my parents sold when I was 7. The blue dot on the cover is a color of paint used for the sets one of my professors volunteered me to design for the Miss Glomerata pageant one year in college. (The Glom is the college yearbook that apparently required a beauty pageant in its honor.) I have no clue how it landed on the cover of my oldest & dearest cookbook.

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A tale of chicken soup.

I am the first to admit that cooking meat is my culinary weak spot.  Touching raw meat grosses me out.  The idea that it could leave all sorts of nasty germs all over my kitchen freaks me out further.  Really, I could go on & on about my beef with cooking meat, but I’ll spare you. Continue reading

Clap along.

Picture 286Nothing tickles me more than finding the things she leaves for us like the above note written in the corner of the kitchen blackboard.  Tucked under the ongoing grocery list, I found that little nugget of happy the other day.

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Food Preservation Success. And Tofu.

I’d read in one of my food preservation books that I could freeze eggplant. I was slightly curious while worried it would turn mushy in the freezer.  I do make a few batches of eggplant parmesan every summer, popping leftovers in the freezer for winter consumption, but I had never put up plain eggplant.  I decided to try it with one – if it didn’t work, no biggie. Continue reading