It’s mid-November (what? how?!) and the temps have definitely dropped. In fact, it’s been ever so lightly snowing all morning. And with the shift in weather, my thoughts begin to turn to pre-pre-holiday flavours. I’m not in full on festive mode yet, but I am craving warm spices and cozy tastes. Ginger is the taste of November (as you can also see here in my ginger oatmeal cookie). Continue reading
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
Every time I get knee-deep in autumn inspiration, it turns warm again. Not hot, thankfully, but the kids are in shorts and a couple of our ceiling fans are on. But it’s too late for me. I’m hopelessly giddy that October is here. Thanksgiving is right around the corner (Canadian blogger, remember), the leaves have begun to turn, and my favourite month has arrived, kicking off my favourite quarter of the year!
Can’t you just hear the festive tune? Seriously. It’s pumpkin spice madness out there, I tell you. I’m pretty sure someone will be coming out with pumpkin spice insoles soon. But can I let you in on a secret…? Continue reading
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
The heat has returned (though not viciously) and the AC is back on. The garden is brimming with tomatoes and beans and cucumbers and the next flush of raspberries is getting ready to explode. Oh, and if anyone needs horseradish, I’ve got you covered.
One thing I love this time of year is going to various fruit stands and roadside markets to buy what our garden doesn’t provide. This past weekend it was a place next to what may be the world’s smallest chapel. They had peaches galore (oh dear, that sounds like a burlesque performer’s name). I couldn’t resist picking up a mixed basket of white and yellow fleshed gems. The whites are firmer, with a more perfume-y flavour, while the yellows were exactly what you expect a freestone peach to be. Amazing. 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