I’ll stop apologising for the very intermittent blogging and just accept that this is where I am at right now. I’m happy to be sharing what I do, and that you’re reading. I’d love to interact more. How about on Facebook? Or Instagram? Continue reading
Category Archives: Sauce
Insta-recipe. Onion Sage Marinade
I got pork chops out of the freezer the other day. I’m not a huge pork chop fan, so when I cook them I always doctor them up. Spice rubs are good. And marinades are great.
If you browse my Instagram, you’ll see some pics of the herbs that I’m growing on our new deck (there are pics of that too). The neglected sage was brought up to sit near the kitchen door and has been beckoning me to use it. So I agreed & grabbed a fistful of leaves (plus a little of my sprouting parsley & some thyme). Continue reading
Creamy Chive Dip with Feta and Lemon
Spring has sprung
It’s that time again. The internet is going nuts over ramps. Apparently they’re delicious and In some areas they are rather controversial. I’ve never had one, nor do I recall having seen any. I suppose if I did, I’d dig one up out of curiosity. But honestly, I’m equally happy with the earliest bounty that my garden provides… Continue reading
Spiced Plum Chutney
Summer has spoiled us. It’s been balmy, downright cool at times. The abundance of fruits and vegetables has been dizzying, and we’ve done our best to enjoy all that we can.
Mid Summer Bounty
Summer is in full swing and we’re enjoying it. Join me this week for a look back at some of the wonderful recipes that have come from the bounty of this part of the season. Continue reading
2013 – The Food That Was
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
Cranberry Clementine Parfaits
Part of what lessens the blow of Christmas being a mere week away is knowing that it’s also the season for wonderful treats, like fresh cranberries and clementines. Did anyone else get a clementine in their stocking on Christmas morning? We did. Along with a single walnut. Which never got eaten. I suspect that we may each have gotten the same nut every year, to be honest. Continue reading
Brown Butter Applesauce with Walnuts
What season is it?
I know, I know, cranberries are the sauce fruit of the season. Apples are so… autumn. Well, it technically IS still autumn. But it’s the best part of autumn. The part where apples are still bountiful, but so are other treasures, like nuts.
So far this season we’ve had heartnuts, butternuts, black walnuts and chestnuts. I also cracked open a tin of store bought salted mixed nuts, tossed them in a hot pan with maple syrup and cinnamon until they became caramelized, sweet goodness and took them to a girlfriend’s house to nibble while we watched White Christmas. So good! And pseudo-healthy. Continue reading
Coleslaw with Miso Dressing
I *think* it’s safe to say that the weather is turning cool. It sure looks that way this week. We’ve turned on the furnace. That means something, right? Though I do hope that it is still nice enough for a pleasant evening of Hallowe’en trick or treating.
It’s natural that when the weather turns cool, one’s culinary thoughts turn to things like warm breads, hearty stews and crunchy coleslaw. Wait… what? Continue reading
Roasted Tomato Spread
Memories of tomatoes past
I can still remember coming home from grade school each September and smelling tomatoes stewing from the sidewalk. Owing to her Italian heritage, my mother would freeze jars of stewed tomatoes every year. As a kid, I never really liked the rather overwhelming smell of cooked tomatoes as it washed over me once I opened the door, but as an adult I’ve come to rather like it. Continue reading