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.
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.
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).
There is no history of food allergies in our families. We had no reason to suspect anything when we gave our darling son some peanut butter toast at 11 months old. At the time, the jury was out on whether or not parents should give peanut butter to youngsters or wait until they’re 25 before attempting it. Continue reading →
The journey does not always go the way we want it to.
We were going to have lo mein. A favourite of the kids. I was prepping the veggies and decided, for whatever reason, to cut the core out of the cabbage. Of course, on the last cut, the knife slipped. Blood squirted across the kitchen. My shirt looked like I’d gone axe murderer on a small animal. Continue reading →