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Archive for January, 2011

My Grandmother taught me

My grandmother taught me to knit, crochet, tie my shoelaces, and hang my laundry in the sun. She said that that walking keeps you healthy and a meal has a beginning, a middle and an end.  At her house, a meal was antipasto, soup, pasta, meat, a salad, and dessert with coffee and aperitif for […]

Flustered

<rant> Seasonal Affective Disorder is very real.  Or perhaps I should call it My Life is in Disarray disorder.  I’m not sure which.  It’s been a brutal (for us) winter here in the south, where it’s normally mild.  The romanticism of living in a one-hundred year old house comes crashing to a halt when the […]

Frustration

I’m not normally one of those make-a-resolution people, because I know myself, and I know I rarely even pay attention to goals I’ve set in my personal life. I live from moment-to-moment, which is odd for someone in a career full of planning and reflection (K-12 education). I am happy to see 2010 recede into […]

Chocolate Pound Cake

Yummy, warm and soft inside. I couldn’t wait on it to cool all the way before cutting. (Photo: Jason Osborne) This one comes from my mother’s recipe files – I vaguely remember it as a child.  I managed to steal the recipe while I was home for the holidays and decided to re-create it.  I […]

Resolve

To begin with, I don’t believe in resolutions. I believe in action. Resolutions seem to move one towards action but they end up in a pile of good intentions. Actions of resolve, whether dictated by the turning of the earth to a “new year” or by one’s own clock are provoked by need. One leap […]

Winter Warm-up: Smokey Split Pea Soup

It’s Winter. It’s cold. Heck, even Jason was snowed on in South Carolina. That means it’s time to roll out the soups. I’m often astounded at how little I know about soup making. I have, perhaps, four stand-by soups. Chicken (naturally), Lentil, Navy Bean, and Split Pea. For a person that cooks ALL the time […]

Nutty Puffs

Most people I know are divided when it comes to shortbread.  They either love it, or hate it.  I’m in between.  I don’t care much for shortbread but I do love this version of pecan shortbread, covered in powdered sugar and served at my family’s holiday table.  I don’t know where the name came from, […]

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