Coconut Chocolate Chip Banana Bread
Do you like cooking with your kids? This isn’t a trick question. I can see why some people love it. I can also see why some people hate it. Kids have a tendency to make things either a lot more fun or a lot more …
Do you like cooking with your kids? This isn’t a trick question. I can see why some people love it. I can also see why some people hate it. Kids have a tendency to make things either a lot more fun or a lot more …
So, I took a little hiatus from being here for most of the month of May thus far. Which is a little crazy, since last May, I was here pretty much every other day talking about rhubarb and strawberries. It’s pretty much the best time …
Do you ever stop and marvel at how quickly a year goes by? Sometimes I get caught up in the everyday of it all, only to be blindsided by the passage of months, whole seasons, then suddenly, a year. Before you know it, it’s been …
Everyone has their favorite fall thing. Pumpkin is a biggie. Sweet potato is another one. Mine is apples. Come autumn, I want apple everything. I love how versatile they are, how perfect raw or baked. I feel the same way about apples in the fall …
I love this time of year- the few weeks between summer and fall, when the air is crisp and cool, but there are still so many beautiful summer vegetables to be had. It’s the perfect season for chili, stir-fries full of veggies, and creamy corn …
Honestly, is there anything better than a tomato sandwich? (Ok, I’ll pause now, while you glance up to the top of the post and make sure you read “Oatmeal Bread” right. You did. No need to question your sanity, at least for the moment. Watch …
Today, I ate 4 bran muffins. And no, this isn’t the beginning of some gross joke. Me, who isn’t exactly a “bran muffin” type of gal, ate FOUR of the things. (Admittedly, and without oversharing, I should not have done this. I got carried away …
Toasty French bread. Perfectly browned mushrooms sautéed with aromatic thyme and white wine. Fresh, tender baby spinach. Melting, oozing, pungent brie cheese. Dijon mustard swirled into a silky egg custard.
I’m on dangerous ground. Messing around with family recipes dating back at least 4 generations can be a sure way to find disaster and disappointment. But something had to be done. For as long as I can remember, my grandma, my mom’s mom, made Easter …