Wouldn’t it just be the way, when I was confronted with this and a box of dusty, old canning jars: “I’m presuming I can finally recycle these?” We were down in the basement purging of it’s overwhelming accumulation to free up movement to the laundry and the like. By the dust streaks, one could obviously...
If you’ve read any part of this blog in the past, it’s certainly no mystery that I frequently troll local farmer’s markets. Or if they’re local to you, trust me I’ll drive. There’s something about people with dirty fingernails offering me food. I would never dream of it anywhere indoors, but along a strip of...
Cold soup? Ew. I never would have thought to eat something like THAT. But that was before a trip to New York where I’d stood in a line, a long line; could you even imagine, in New York? However, I was prepared, I had my money ready, but I still couldn’t decide. I was at...
After so many sweet peaches I wanted something savoury. To get over the top of the mid-week peach, I decided on a chutney. Perfect along side anything roasted, grilled, atop some chèvre on a cracker, or as individual tarts with pistachio and parmigiana. You can make it as spicy as you’d like, or even double...
