Fried Butternut Squash; French conversation

We finally got off our bottoms and decided it was time to get back to our French lessons. Part of the problem of living out in the middle of nowhere is, there’s no one to talk to. If we lived in town we’d have neighbors.  We’d have people to talk to.  We’d be able, or … Continue reading…

Butternut Squash Quiche; Swiss portion control

One of the problems I’m having, with mon mari being a diabetic, is portion control. In the past, I would prepare dinner and we would both eat a portion of it, usually around a 60/40 split, sometimes with leftovers; sometimes not. Now, we determine how many carbs he’ll eat, I measure a double portion (to … Continue reading…

Mushroom and Butternut Squash Risotto; Getting ready for winter

The weather turned cool last week, unseasonably early for us.  We even had a frost! The days were still sunny and warm, which sent us outside to finish getting ready for winter. In another words, other than getting the boiler (furnace) functioning and the radiators hooked up there was no progress inside this week. And … Continue reading…

Butternut Pecan Cups; Watch for blinking lights

What I know about cars would fit on the head of a pin. In large letters. When we bought our car 2 years ago (or was it 3?) I had 4 criteria: Could the dogs fit into the back? Could the dogs actually get into the back? Did it have a cup holder on the … Continue reading…

Best Butternut Squash Soup; Felling Trees

Mon mari is not just out walking his tree. He has it notched (look at the base), expert tree-feller that he is, but he was a little concerned that, because of one upper branch he couldn’t reach, it might not fall ‘true’. He was demonstrating how he wanted me to pull the tree down with … Continue reading…