I haven’t forgotten you. Honest. We’ve been down with the sick. It’s January, after all. But in spite of the symphony of sniffles, coughs and sleepless yawns, we’ve been eating alright. I am tired of take out and junk food and scrambling at the last minute to figure out what to eat, so I have been putting in a real effort to have proper food available for us. My efforts have not been perfect, but we have managed to cut down on eating out and ordering in.
20 years ago, my soon to be husband and I found ourselves walking through the doors of a new (to us) church. Well, actually we walked through the doors of a local public school where this church met at the time. What we knew about Mennonites couldn’t fill a bonnet. Having been through St. Jacobs, where many Old Order Mennonites live, we didn’t know that not all Mennonites live the horse and buggy life. We soon learned.
Yes, it’s summer. Yes, it’s traditionally hot. And it has been. But we’ve returned to reasonable temps, with open windows, lovely breezes and comfortable nights. It’s not typical, which may explain my equally not typical in summer urge to fire up the oven and bake. But I must be out of practice.
Sometimes things have to be simple
It’s been one of those weeks. We’re all sick, probably with the flu. We’ve each gone through varying degrees of coughing, sniffling, fever, chills and lethargy since the week began. Sometimes, when I get sick, I get antsy. I have to move and do, but with precious little energy for either (or for taking a wide variety of photos, obviously). So I was thankful to be able to channel what restlessness I had into something simple and delicious that has been easy on sick tummies all week. Continue reading
Sorry, folks. I’m down for the count this week with an ear infection/perforated eardrum. So, in the spirit of television clip shows, I’ve compiled a few posts from the past year to hold us all over until I’m (hopefully) better next week. And yes, lesson learned. Keep a post or two in reserve for times such as this… Continue reading
Desire to learn
I didn’t grow up cooking. While I have memories of my mother and her mother canning and cooking together, and my paternal grandmother’s kitchen being a constant source of culinary goodness, I have no memory of helping. Or being taught any of the techniques or recipes I witnessed.
I want to say that things have changed for my kids. That they’ve been my kitchen helpers daily since they could hold a wooden spoon. But that’s not true. At all. Having never learned to cook at the side of a patient teacher, it’s been a struggle for me to find the patience to teach my own kids. Continue reading
We’ve been eating strawberries for weeks now. But we hadn’t really enjoyed them until this weekend. We bought a flat from a nearby farm stand and oh my word! They were the sweetest, juiciest berries of the year. Richly coloured throughout; none of the white centres that make strawberries a little tart. They were like candy.
Spring has sprung
I think it’s safe to assume that winter has finally left (don’t look at me like that – we saw snow as recently as mid-April). Our crocuses and other bulbs, along with the deciduous shrubs and the raspberry canes, are thumbing their figurative noses at the chill that’s lingering and pretending the bright sun is actually doing something.
The chives are always the first to pop up. While the oregano and thyme hold back, demanding more heat than the world around them is giving right now, the chives are up and ready to party. My daughter snacks on them whenever she’s outside, so it’s good that they’re so willingly prolific. She spends much of early spring stinking of their oniony goodness. Continue reading
Weekend Weather and Food
It’s been a “mild” weekend. By mild, I mean hovering around the freezing mark. Hey, it’s late February in southern Ontario. It’s been a darn sight colder of late. Zero, or even a degree or two warmer, has been most welcome. We went tobogganing last weekend, given all of the snow we still had from a recent storm. This weekend has been damp, even wet, and we’ve enjoyed lots of family time, and good food.
Mild temps brought rain after much snow Continue reading
Start with an amazing setting
Our pastor and his wife are also dear friends of ours. They have been realizing a dream to own a hobby farm on a sprawling piece of heaven on earth for a few years now. The tiny house, which they have just renovated and expanded, was dwarfed by the magnificence of it all. In fact, my blog banner picture was taken as we dined al fresco in their yard. Here’s the original (grace please, it’s an iPod pic).