How does a pumpkin get from being a decoration to one of the best ingredients you can keep in your freezer? First of all, pick out the right kind of pumpkin. Our neighbor Frank Myers used to share what he called cheese pumpkins with us. They were such a pale orange they were almost white, and… Continue reading Punkin for pie. Also soups, pasta dishes, bread, etc., etc., etc.
We’re currently experiencing the nastiest weather of the summer. Think Amazonian rain forest-African jungle heat and humidity. I’ve said (so many times) before: I hate Southern summers, love the food. Today’s lunch was the last of our sweet corn, the first of our field peas, some of Stoic’s perfect tomatoes and a neighbor’s honey-sweet cantalope.… Continue reading Hot southern mess
I’m so ready for hibernation. Since my 50th high school reunion in August 2012, I’ve packed back on 30 pounds. Bring on the stinky cave — I am re-insulated and ready to live off my hips for a few months. Some of that’s a lot of sitting in office chairs since then. Some of that’s… Continue reading The bear went into the mountain; beef-barley-vegetable soup
Any day that begins with a video conversation with Dora the Explorer and one of her older sisters calling to say they’re coming for Christmas is a fab one. Saturday morning the Tanzania group was in the middle of 3.5 internet-free weeks on their schedule. So everyone went into a Stonetown internet cafe to upload pictures and… Continue reading Travels with Tootsie, sweet potato and peanut stew
We woke up this morning to the sound of war. Well, war if you’re a dove, one of those poor, silly, pink-footed boobies that don’t even know enough to fly out of the road with cars approaching. This was a lot of fellas with more money than sense blasting away as soon as the grayest… Continue reading September morn