Apparently we humans are not getting enough sleep.
I’m getting a lot of requests to do posts on getting adequate sleep (most of which I turn down – this is not a sleep blog) and I am seeing a lot of articles coming across my Facebook feed or in my inbox on the importance of sleep.
I think we all … Continue reading.....
I grew up in Wisconsin.
Wisconsin people drink beer. Or, at least, that’s what I was always told.
My parents had a tradition. On Sunday mornings we went to church. When we came home my mother started preparing Sunday dinner, normally the biggest and best meal of the week. Often there were aunts and uncles and cousins joining us.
Dinner … Continue reading.....
Both of my freezers are full to bursting.
My stand-alone freezer is full of all the produce from my potager this summer.
The freezer that is half of my fridge is full to bursting with the lamb that we got before we left on our trip.
A leg (hind quarter) and / or a shoulder (front quarter) take up a … Continue reading.....
I used to love watching Alton Brown’s ‘Good Eats’ when I happened to be in the U.S. It was sometimes corny, usually fun and almost always educational.
One thing I learned, which I have tried on occasion, is slow roasting….. really slow. One sets the oven temperature to the temperature you want the finished food to be, and then ignore … Continue reading.....
Do you own a set of cookware?
Or do you have an eclectic collection of mismatched pots and pans?
I have both….
My first set of cookware came with my first husband and was a wonderful ‘Country Brown’ non-stick set that I loved. Sadly, it was as short-lived as the marriage.
My second set came after my second (and current) … Continue reading.....
It’s finally summer!
Well, today is anyway….. We have hopes for more than one summer day in a row.
Summer means grilling outdoors, barbecuing, and smoking.
My longtime readers know we love to use our smoker – especially to make our favorite Smoked Pasta.
But we have an old, wood and / or charcoal smoker. A Facebook friend recently … Continue reading.....
We live in France…. We drink wine.
Maybe it would be simpler to say: We live; therefore we drink wine.
Even though I hail from Wisconsin I grew up drinking wine. My mother made wine every summer, as did most of our neighbors. Okay, to be honest, we didn’t have grapes so she made rhubarb, elder-blossom, or dandelion wine but … Continue reading.....
When we lived in the US we tended to have big parties with lots of people and lots of food.
Okay, maybe a bit of beer and wine, too.
They were the kind of parties where people nibbled and stood and talked.
Or, in summer, nibbled and sat around the pool and talked.
We didn’t have sit-at-the-table dinner parties which … Continue reading.....
