Little House in the Piedmont, fried Oreos and Bambi

Kind of a Laura Ingalls Wilder weekend with some food adventures thrown in. Paul Bunyan kept working on the huge, old beech that fell near a friend’s deer stand. We cannot afford to heat by propane alone. He also pulled buckets of peppers before Friday night’s scattered frost. While I picked basil to make one… Continue reading Little House in the Piedmont, fried Oreos and Bambi