The dog days of summer seemed to have passed us by this year without ever actually arriving, unless you consider the phrase to have more to do with one’s lethargy than hot, sultry weather. The windows are open, and from time to time, chilly […]
I thought I’d have more time to write at this point in the year, but I’ve been preoccupied by my youngest son’s graduation from high school, as well as planning for a fall trip to the UK — our first official empty nest vacation. […]
A friend of mine gave me a bag of small, crisp red apples the last time she came for dinner and somehow, I’d lost track of them. I should have known they’d been sitting in the fridge, waiting for me to get around to making something with Fall written all over it. Would it be apple nut muffins, a new take on a Waldorf salad, or perhaps an apple butternut squash soup? I couldn’t decide until last weekend when I knew I’d be in the kitchen making macarons and decided to treat the menfolk to breakfast. I’m not the one who normally makes breakfast on Sunday, so my offer was met with surprise and instant nods of, “Yes, please!” Neither my husband or son would turn down pancakes even if they had a healthier twist than those my husband usually makes. Besides, I knew I’d get to experiment a bit and it’s always fun to find out just how a particular recipe will end up.
If you have a jar of dulce de leche sitting around, it’s amazing what a little bit of it can do to a nice stack of hot ones on a cool Fall morning. Initially, it was to have ended up filling the macarons, but it didn’t make it past the pancakes.
Yesterday in between segments on the television about who would be slotted into which bracket of this year’s NCAA tournament and my husband’s less than thrilled reaction at the spread being focused on mega conference teams, I decided to make soda bread. I’d spotted the […]
This post has been a very long time coming: about ten months if I’m estimating correctly. Why so long? You know if you’re a dedicated food blogger. You cook, take photos, compare, contrast, and then decide whether “it’s time.” So, it’s time.