I’ve had this journal for probably 20 years. It started as a place to keep recipes that I found interesting. It stored inspiration. Then the internet came along. Now I use it to store recipes that I use often and want to reference quickly, like basic meatballs, my mother’s potato salad, iced coffee ratios, bagels… etc. It’s seen better days, but I do use it often.
Inspiration is a funny thing. It can flow naturally from within, or it can be influenced by things beyond our control. It certainly doesn’t come with a tap, available whenever and wherever. Continue reading →
It’s Christmas Eve. I have no festive foodie post. I’ve been busy with family and friends, celebrating and preparing. There has been food. Plenty of it. From marinated olives to assorted cookies to hot cocoa and hot toddies. Right now, phase one of the stuffing is cooking before I bake up double chocolate muffins (a Christmas morning must).
I hope that you and yours are having a wonderful time, whatever you celebrate, however you observe the last of December. I’m not promising a post between now and the new year, but I’ll see what I can do.
In the meantime, blessings for a wonderful end to 2014 and an even more amazing 2015!
The kids and I are having popcorn for lunch today. We’re low on fresh veggies, which they usually have. Oh how I long for the days when our garden and locally grown farmers market produce feed us again. We’ve been in the depths of winter for longer than any winter I can remember in recent history. Another squall line just went through. This may be the coldest February on record in a long time. Usually by now there has been at least a slight sneak peek at spring. Not this year, where we have rejoiced at (very few) 2 and 3 degree Celsius days. Continue reading →
After my paternal grandmother died, my father found a couple of notes she’d written. She wanted to make sure that I (the eldest granddaughter) got a few things, like her china, and a curious little rolling pin. I was in my early 20’s when she passed, which makes the notes all the more remarkable. She never mentioned them to anyone, and wrote them when I was barely 6! Continue reading →
My first January through December of blogging My Edible Journey. There were some definite hits (wow, do you all love ham soup!) And a few misses (so maybe I’m the only one who thinks that cabbage and kale pair well with honey and Feta). And in between there have been seasons of incredible local bounty, delightful new tastes and a few surprises, good and… not as good. There have been photos that I have quite loved, only to be panned by foodie link sites, and at least one I really didn’t like, but put up anyway and then had those same sites love them. Go figure. 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 →
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 →