Have you ever put something off because you feared failure? Maybe you delayed a difficult conversation because you might say the wrong thing. Or perhaps you avoid wedding dances for fear of looking like a klutz. Or, like me, you decide to put off that first experience of skydiving because “failure” would be quite tragic. 🙂 Well, I have wanted to make bacon jam for years, but have been afraid the end result would be disappointing. But the day of boldness finally arrived.
So, I’m totally NOT into labour-intensive food these days. Summertime is for playing, spending time outdoors, hanging out with friends, and traveling.
Salmon is one of the quickest, simplest, healthiest foods to prepare. And I prepare it often! Obviously! There are so many salmon recipes on my blog that I’ve considered renaming the it “The Salmon Concerto”.
I like to daydream about winning the lottery, how I would choose to spend and give away the money, and how winning wouldn’t change who I am. But alas, I’ve never purchased a lottery ticket in my life. And record Power Ball winnings pale in comparison to these little gems!
Oh yeah! This chicken has it all! The three S’s — Sweet. Savoury. Spicy. And to top it off, it’s darned delicious. It even has won the approval of an incomprehensibly lovely Italian!
Liquid sunshine. That’s what this is! When you’re feeling worn out, exhausted, vulnerable to every virus, this is even more therapeutic than a catnap in the sun. And the taste is so amazing that you will make it over and over again – even when it’s not soup season.
Like many families, we read the Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. In fact recently, I’ve been reading “Farmer Boy” outloud to my husband. He loves to hear about the adventures of young Almanzo, and all the buckwheat cakes he ate. 🙂
This has been “one of those weeks”. Too much going on. Not enough getting done. Too little energy. Not nearly enough sleep. And no groceries in the refrigerator because I don’t have time to shop. Am I alone in this situation???
What is it about cornbread that makes it so impossible to describe? The texture? Flavour? Crumbs? Tradition? It’s not a cake, not a roll, not a muffin, and definitely not a bread. It’s just CORNBREAD. No more, and no less. And impossible to describe.
Every family has its quirks and weirdness. My family may just have more than our share, but I love them anyway! When serving spiced apple cider, we always call it “Spider”. Mash-up of words? Sure, so why not a mash-up of beverages???