It’s no secret that I love social media. I believe it can be, and have seen it be, a force for positive change. It brings people together in a way previously unknown to the world. My passion for local food has been nurtured and encouraged by it to the point where I can officially say that social media is a now a passion of mine unto itself. I’m sure it’s been there a while, but I have only just recently come to recognize it.
I never used to like baking. I always preferred to be able to tweak and play right up to the very end of a dish. I would make a batch of cookies here or there, or maybe a loaf of banana bread, but I just didn’t bake much when I was first married. Much to my husband’s chagrin.
I don’t know what changed. Or exactly when. But somewhere along the way I began to enjoy baking. Cookies, bread, loaves, muffins…
My husband is German. His father moved to Canada as a young boy, having lost his own father to the war and his home and all he knew to the aftermath. Before meeting my husband, I’d never heard of nor seen pretzel buns, aka Bretzels, aka Laugenbrötchen (I looked that up – even my husband doesn’t know that word).
Happy New Year!
I’d tell you about the wild party, with amazing cocktails and incredible food, but… I’ll be honest. After the kids were in bed, my husband and I enjoyed an assortment of store bought appetizers. He had a beer, I had a local rose wine and topped it off with Christmas chocolate. Then we went to bed. We did see 2013 come in, but without any sparkly ball drop or television commentary of any kind. This is typically how we ring in the new year. And it’s exactly what we wanted to do. Continue reading