Sometimes I’d love to skip dinner. It’s beautiful in the evening just before the sun has set and I want to be on the patio enjoying the cool, dry air, watching the light against the the trees and houses change as the sun disappears into […]
I don't know that I've had walnuts in anything that I didn't like. I just like walnuts. I like the bite on the side of my tongue that doesn't come when I chew into a pecan which is much more sweet. Walnuts in cookies, salad, […]
We live on a hill. Some may not call it that, but I do, and depending on which direction you approach our hill, it resembles something quite large with very steep roads leading to it, making it a challenge if one happens to be stuck behind a truck, a school bus, or someone who has passed a driver's test but hasn't yet figured out that the gas pedal is what makes the car proceed in a forward motion if it's properly in gear.
But I digress.
Living on this hill provides us a view of the Pacific from one window and from two others, the skyline of the area near downtown and the mountains in the eastern part of the county. Actually, the view of the Pacific is about 16 inches if I strain, sneaking out my ruler just to make sure, and the other more a craning of my neck around my neighbor's Texas Cherry Brush hedge that is more like a jungle. On days like today when the weather is not exactly as most expect it to be, I look at both horizons and notice the dark grey upper sky heavy with rain clouds. The sun is struggling to shine somewhere East casting the mountains in varying shades of grey and adding to the ominous look of the storm clouds. The Pacific is indiscernible, as grey as the sky.
I love rainy days.
So it seems appropriate that I bring you something that is about as close to packaged sunshine as I can find. If you're lucky enough to get one right from the oven, the warmth speaks for itself.
When it comes to baking bread, I’m still in the semi-novice stage. Sure, I’ve baked many a loaf in my life, and some far better than others, but I’ve got a comfort zone that’s quite different than the wild and frequently erratic boundaries I work […]
With all the different types of bread recipes I've tried in the last year, I can say that I not only no longer cringe at the thought of tackling dough, but can decide five minutes before I lift Bertha from her spot in my kitchen […]