I am home-schooling only three dogs and five cats, but that’s plenty with the all-day in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out.
I’ve been doing a little wine reading lately, and a word that keeps popping up is “brilliant.” It doesn’t relate to intellect but to surprise and fortuitousness and spark, to something that is just immediately right on the taste buds. That would be this Quiche from the December (and final) issue of Cooking Light magazine.… Continue reading A brilliant quiche
The name for this Israeli dish sounds like a ’50s doo-wop group but learn it anyway. The name has its origins in the Arabic word for mixture and came to Israel with Jewish immigrants from North Africa. It’s a tasty, healthy meal with a kick. Also easy, did I mention that? The most challenging part… Continue reading Shakshuka! What? It’s OK — you know the ingredients even if you don’t recognize the name
I was diagnosed with breast cancer just before Christmas (yeah, Happy Holidays!), and that’s been my excuse for everything I don’t feel like doing ever since. Like eating well or exercising or going to bed at a reasonable time. “I oughta be able to do this — I have cancer!” Obviously, that’s not going to… Continue reading The new normal; chard-crab quiche
Plenty- in this house where I’ve learned over the years that so much of dealing with depression is putting one foot in front of the other, making supper, digging down into your real (as opposed to your fantasy) relationships. I also need to say here that I’ve been taking a minimal amount of generic Paxil… Continue reading What does a fresh corn souffle have to do with depression?
I’m not going to start in on Mother’s Day, oh well, maybe just a little. I talked to all of our daughters, heard some grandchildren screeching in the background; we took a small picnic and a big thermos of coffee to a park on the Yadkin River in Forsythe County; we came home and stretched… Continue reading Mother’s Day breakfast
Spring, that brazen hussy, sashayed through the open windows yesterday without a care that soon we’ll be ravaged by summer’s awful heat. Every year I forget. Every year I throw open those windows and smell the turned earth, the pear blossoms and the cows. Every year I hear the meadowlarks and the peepers and think, “This… Continue reading Seduced and abandoned
OK, any day’s good for a well-made quiche, but it seems particularly appropriate on this gloomy-gus Wednesday while we deal with the last of the germs that accompanied us home from our recent trip to Baltimore, Boston and Gettysburg. Quiche is easy to prepare and even easier to enjoy. It’s soft and comforting as a… Continue reading Gray rainy (grainy?) day quiche
As wonderful as it is when the children come home, it stinks when they leave to go back to college or work or both. Our youngest drove off in pouring rain this morning, leaving the house feeling chillier and duller. We had a wonderful time, saw 9 movies during the 8 days and 9 nights she… Continue reading Vegetarian vacation
Sunday afternoon we trucked our bikes across US 21 and into Yadkin County. I hadn’t realized that those few miles would put us so much closer to the blue Brushy Mountains nor how much Amish buggy traffic we’d see late on a Sunday. The air was as crisp as a fall apple — I stayed… Continue reading Biking with buggies, sweetpotato hash