*blink blink* Well, everything is where I left it. That’s good. It’s been a (long) while. There’s been a lot going on, including having been diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. And maybe I’ll share at some point all the stuff behind my unintended hiatus. Continue reading
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
Well, that’s it then
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
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
I know it’s not necessarily a big deal to have baked a cake. Not normally, anyway. And especially when it’s not even a frosted masterpiece (or attempt). But I’ve been struggling with some sort of… something. We’ve narrowed it down to a viral sinus infection. And not only has it been uncomfortable, but the pressure has also messed with the vision in my left eye. So between the ache whenever I looked around, and not being able to see properly, baking (never mind blogging) hasn’t been on my radar. Continue reading
Hi there. It’s been a bit, hasn’t it? It feels like it, anyway. I try to put out a post a week, but sometimes some part of the journey takes me somewhere else. First, we played ‘ring around the head cold,’ with the kids picking up and passing along one after another. I finally succumbed last week, with a less than pleasant combination of tongue swelling, sore throat, congestion and overall zombie-brain hitting me.
Then there was this…