Last weekend, I was thinking up new recipes to work on when this idea for a veggie-filled chili came to mind. I’d almost call it a girl’s chili, but I truly hate when people refer to certain dishes as “man food,” so I surely shouldn’t be hypocritical and call this “girl food.” It’s anyone...
Read more →When I was in elementary and middle school, I was friends with these three sisters who lived across the street from us. Christina, who was closest to my age, was one of my best friends. We were inseparable, playing all sorts of games of pretend and imagination. Sometimes when I would head over to...
Read more →The gravel crunches under the tires as I pull up to the farm where I belong to a CSA program (a CSA is basically a share in a farm’s harvest; I receive a box of veggies and fruit every week in the summer). It’s this grabble-grabble sound that almost sounds like it’s talking to...
Read more →When you mention radishes, a lot of people grimace. And really, I can’t blame them. I’m not a big fan of raw radishes myself. They aren’t the natural perfection of a farm-grown tomato in summer or an ear of just picked sweet corn. They’re hard, dirty and often ugly (especially from a farmers market)....
Read more →Ever since I made Balsamic Radishes using the recipe from Kalyn’s Kitchen a few years ago, I have been obsessed with cooked radishes. I cannot begin to express just how much I adore them. By cooking them, normally super peppery radishes are toned down, turned into milder, slightly sweet versions of their raw selves....
Read more →This morning, I found out that a friend of mine has cancer. No, wait, that’s Cancer, with a capital ‘C.’ I’ve been processing this all day and am still at a loss for words. I am praying for her health. But my friend’s story isn’t mine to tell. Learning that this wonderful, kind, sweet...
Read more →Sunday was a wild, busy day. We spent the morning outside, then rushed off to a family lunch, ran some errands, rushed home, the kids ate dinner and then it was off to Will’s track practice. By the time we got home for the evening, it was late and time for the tired children...
Read more →When I was younger, my mother had a friend named Shukla. She was a beautiful, funny, brilliant woman from India, who was a fabulous cook as well. We’d occasionally go to her house for amazing homecooked meals, and it was always such a treat. I remember watching her season dishes from little dishes of...
Read more →Months and months ago, I bought a bottle of walnut oil, with the good intention of trying it. Except, then I got it home and couldn’t remember what I wanted to try it in. Or why I even thought I would use it. So it sat in the cabinet, untouched. Recently I noticed that...
Read more →For the past two months, I have been staring into my backyard, wondering what we’ll find when all the snow melts. As more snow came, my worries increased. My raised bed garden is back there, and it’s hard to tell what the many feet of snow and ice that piled onto it this winter...
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