on December 6th, 2015
(We have 2 1/2 karate kids, one ninja and one “I wanta get in the pool, I have my swim suit on”.
First we eat, then we play!
My husband and I were born and lived the first 21 years of our lives in the “bootheel” of Missouri. We were just across the Mississippi River from Tennessee and on the border of Arkansas so we feel like we have always been “southern”; maybe not deep south but we definitely claim southern roots.
Southern cooking runs in our blood, bacon wrapped everything, cornmeal battered, deep-fried, fresh from the local farmers […]
on June 14th, 2014
And the corn is raw.
I subscribe to a lot of blogs and occasionally come across a recipe that I can’t wait to try but this recipe had to wait until those sweet ears of corn made their appearance at the summer farmer’s markets. Then I would know they were fresh picked.
When we were traveling by car to Chicago last summer we saw fields of corn along the way. Seeing row after row of corn always bring back memories of living in Iowa and the corn festivals where you knew you were going to get the best, sweetest, […]
on July 13th, 2013
Some of my most viewed recipes.
Only occasionally do I get comments on recipes I post. I wish I got them more often especially if someone out there ever tries any of the things I make and post; but even if I don’t I get excited seeing how the count continues to go up on people searching for recipes to try.
So I decided to sort through some of the most viewed things and see if by chance you missed these.
PEANUT BUTTER SHADOW COOKIES
My all time highest viewed recipe is the Peanut Butter Shadow cookie that I have […]
on May 10th, 2012
One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating — Luciano Pavarotti
And we did just that while in France.
Were those few pounds worth it?
Our first night in Provence, and in our tiny little town of 1,800 (Eygaliers), we had one of our most fantastic meals in France (we had several) — Sous les Micocouliers. What impressed me most about this dish was the way they had the leg cut flat on the bottom so that it would stand […]
on April 20th, 2012
Oh how I loved those French markets!
I snapped this picture of Swiss chard one day. A little lady was hand picking her chard probably for her dinner that night.
It is hard for me to imagine (except I was there and saw it) what it would be like to shop daily for your food, to see just picked vegetables and know that they probably still are covered with dew drops and an earthy smell to them. One day we saw the most beautiful turnips, they still had green stems attached and looked just picked from someon’s field.