Summer and tomatoes. Sun-ripened tomatoes, freshly picked from the garden… Is there anything better? Can there be too much of a good thing? Sometimes, it does seem so, especially when they all ripen at once. It happens every year. I plant the plants, then I wait and wait. The cherry tomatoes are always first. I have three plants; three different types. At first, there are just enough for a small … Continue reading →
Spring can be both a frustrating and a fun time in the kitchen. I can't wait to get the barbecue grill fired up but as soon as I plan on it the weather turns cloudy, cold and rainy. Spring! I dream of sitting outside with a chilled glass of a Spanish rosado but instead find myself sitting in front of the fireplace with a cup of tea. This is a … Continue reading →
Memories of the sandwich of horror. When I told the story last week about my brother eating a cold, soggy buckwheat pancake for me, no one commented on the fact the he actually managed to swallow the dregs off my plate. I pondered that for a bit, then, as my mind tends to do, I meandered over to another memory…. This time of my b-i-l. My sis was recently married … Continue reading →
