For the first time since before Thanksgiving, I managed to make it over to the Farmers Market. I admit I was dreaming of a non-January selection when I came upon vendor after vendor peddling apples, onions and root vegetables. The first two months of the year are never my favorites, and the fresh options for … Continue reading
Category Archives: Eating My Share
Nothing “Natural” About It
So, to be honest, I wasn’t going to blog today. Despite being part of “Post a Day” and skipping yesterday, I wasn’t in the mood. Or in the zone. Or inspired. Put whatever spin you want on it. While I do not believe in “writer’s block” per se, I do think that some blogs are … Continue reading
What’s in my Kitchen? A Little Too Artisanal
As I try to recoup that missing mojo (and thanks for all the anal love… new followers, unite!) and get organized, I feel a need to clean the refrigerator. When you come into my kitchen (and, no, that is not a euphemism… I’m off sex topics and on to food!), you either get who I … Continue reading
Happy New Year! What I’m Reading
Rabbit rabbit. I don’t know the origin of this phrase, but my daughter insists on saying it the first of every month. Yesterday I put down my 10 New Year’s resolutions. Among them was to read more. I have to be realistic; my schedule is pretty hectic and I don’t want “read a book” to … Continue reading
Wrap It Up: 10 Great Things I Accomplished in 2012
Today I’m joining the folks over at the Weekly Writing Challenge and doing a year-end wrap up piece as my blog post today. While technically, there are two full weeks before the year is over, I’m guessing these folks over at The Daily Post aren’t taking any chances with that whole apocalypse thing. Or maybe … Continue reading
Saturday Morning Chef – Leave the Pumpkin, Choose the Butternut Squash
So, with the food-centric holiday coming up, it’s time to talk Turkey. No, not really. I wanted to serve Delaney BBQ brisket for Thanksgiving, but my daughter’s having none of that. Considering my financial state (lost a week’s work during the hurricane), she’ll probably be picking up the tab for Thanksgiving. Thus, I can’t tweak … Continue reading