My grandparents’ house was steeped in ritual. It was not uncommon to arrive at their door to find freshly made pasta drying atop clean sheets placed carefully over each available Continue Reading →
I’ll be offering two classes at our little farmette in Holley, New York, this fall! Spend the day in a small group setting creating beautiful loaves of bread while taking Continue Reading →
I recently wrote about the 18th century bread baking in colonial Williamsburg which made me appreciate (again!) the idea of going by feel, tuning in to my senses, and working Continue Reading →
It was affirmed in me as Darrell and I traveled back in time to colonial Williamsburg that in life, as with bread, it’s often best to go by feel. Though Continue Reading →
I’ve been working on posts about our recent trip to Williamsburg, Virginia, but just like yeast needs a pause in order to come into its fullest potential, it seems I Continue Reading →
Darrell and I have been in Williamsburg for the last week weathering the heat and humidity the best we can as “Northerners.” My journal is full of notes (and pictures!) Continue Reading →
Last summer, my friend Sandie invited me to meet her at the public market early one Saturday morning. There were some things she had discovered that she wanted me to Continue Reading →
Cinnamon rolls are typically held in high-esteem as a breakfast treat but this week I altered the face of them a bit. I made a jumbo roll, added some fresh Continue Reading →
Whenever I’m kneading bread I have to pay attention to the texture of the dough. Bagel dough has to be stiffer than the dough I use for my weekly loaf Continue Reading →
Darrell and I had our first summer dinner on the porch tonight. We kept it really simple: sandwiches, chips, and a great salad with greens harvested from the garden. For Continue Reading →