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I adore cooking and look forward to the summer season to make a few favorites with our tomatoes, cucumbers, and peppers. We grew both sauce tomatoes and sandwich tomatoes as well as grape and yellow cherry tomatoes called Sungolds. I always make gazpacho with the first tomatoes served with shrimp and homemade croutons. Gazpacho recipe…
This was several days ago looking into my kitchen. I grabbed the moment and my perspective through my camera. The recycling had already been taken to the dump yet a pile awaited its shuffle into the very frigid garage. The counters and stove were covered in grease and crumbs and dirty dishes. The groceries yet…
When I was very very pregnant with Fiona, my friend Amy swooped into my kitchen with a large tray of her father’s recipe lasagna and proceeded to take care of things. It may have been for an hour plus but she was cooking that food and cleaning those dishes and I felt taken care of….
Usually in August every year, when the tomatoes begin to stack up, I suddenly need to make tomato sauce. I roasted the cherry and grape tomatoes and added them into the sauce for a twist. It was so sweet I had to add a little rice wine vinegar to bring back some acidity. And since…
Some friendships start due to proximity and then are maintained with intention. This is the story of my Hon friends and me. We all worked together at the Cafe Hon in Baltimore, Maryland 20 years ago. We try to get together at least once a year and remember those times, ourselves, and the people we…
Seems I’ve become a grumpy old lady and my onset of geriatric bad attitude was ignited and continues to be fueled by our carousel of appliance heartache. It would be farcical if it didn’t affect my housewife happiness so hard. The last tragedy was the washer lost in October. The drum just broke off the…
We had occasion to go to my Mother-in-Law’s for dinner on a recent Sunday. The air outside has begun to get nippier. And we hustled onto the enclosed porch catching sight of Grammy at the sink in her Orioles t-shirt. As she opened the kitchen door, she greeted the littlest one first as we all…
The kids and I were in the kitchen as we usually are most days at some point. Fiona was in the playpen and Eamon was doing whatever 8 year-olds do in that spastic way that they do them. But Fiona wasn’t feeling like she really wanted to have her freedom restrained by that playpen. And…
It all started with the floors. As the holidays careened toward their inevitable conclusion and the hope of a New Year was poised on the figurative horizon, all I could see was my filthy floors. Prior to the arrival of my seasonal company, I should have finished the preparations with the floors clean. However, a…
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