When I was growing up, it took only 49 cents each Christmas to please my mother. She loved those cheap boxes of chocolate covered cherries that flooded the shelves Continue Reading →
My husband is reading a series of books that are set in the 1300s amidst the politics of feudal England and France. Darrell’s normally a fairly quiet guy but something Continue Reading →
If you’ve never heard of, much less tried to make, a fougasse then let me just say that you are in for a multi-dimensional surprise. First of all, it’s Continue Reading →
We’re being blasted by gently falling, non-stop snow. There’s a foot of it outside. Here on the farmstead we’ve kept it simple. We have shovels…and a long driveway. It’s warm Continue Reading →
My husband has kept a little red Swiss army knife in the front pocket of his jeans for as long as I’ve known him. He wings it out every once in Continue Reading →
It’s an interesting thing trying to pin down a recipe in our extended family. Nothing is ever really measured and, at least with our Italian bloodline, consistency is not Continue Reading →
Just 5 years ago, friends and family gathered around Darrell and I in the living room of our old farmhouse as we took our vows. We were amazed at the love that Continue Reading →