I have neglected you. After July 26, 2014, I just vanished. If you follow me on any other social media sites, you probably have somewhat of an idea about what my life has been like the past three months. It has been this incredible blur of doctors, hospitals, dietary changes, therapy appointments, new medications, excrement and emesis, and a taste of normalcy thrown in here and there. I took a quick look at my calendar and, literally, the day following my last post is when the ‘S’ hit the fan. If you could see my calendar, you might actually cry. But the good news is: we survived!Continue reading →
This is my most recent installment of the Of Course I Can! Blog Hop. Next month I will publish a post reviewing whatever it is that I end up canning first. That is the post that I want everyone to link up to. Can up something fantastic (or otherwise), take some photos, write a post, and link back to my post. Let’s get this canning season rolling!
Of Course I Can! Blog Hop
I’m getting excited! This should be my last post before I post about my first canning of the season! I have already put up some zucchini and cauliflower, but that I froze so its not really as interesting.
OK, onward and upward!
Failure. That is a scary word, but I want you to get ready to embrace it. In the cooking world (and in most instances, really), failure is not wholly bad. Every time I fail in the kitchen, although it damages my pride a tad, I always come away with a lesson learned. Even when it is simply a lesson in humility. Lately, my baking prowess has been challenged by the adversary of gluten-free bread. However, that is another topic for another day. Continue reading →
I tried to write this post six days ago and found that I really had no motivation. I have had a couple people in my life bring it up over the last week so I thought maybe now is the time.
My social media vacation is over, and like any vacation, I don’t really want it to end. What is so great about this vacation is that it doesn’t have to end; I can just keep on doing everything I am doing and not telling the whole internet about it. Mmmmmm. Bliss. Continue reading →
For those of you who follow me regularly, you remember that between August and September last year (2013) we had this crazy award season. I was busy growing and birthing a baby so I got rather behind in my acceptance and passing on of the various awards. I know, shame on me! But today, I am ready to accept and pass on! Continue reading →
This is a native Columbine. They are beautiful surprises every late spring.
I started this fun little blogging exercise and then skipped the second week :) I’m back on track now, but I think it is safe to say I won’t be very regular. Can I count on the rest of you to fill in the gaps?
Disclaimer: I am not an expert nor a professional in the field of food preservation. My expertise comes from personal experience that has been passed down generationally. Always refer to published, up-to-date guides for cooking times. If you need help finding a resource for your area, please let me know. My favorite book on all things food preservation: Putting Food By.
Seriously. Turn your back for a MINUTE.
Living here in the PNW, blackberries are a fact of life. People that aren’t from here have this overly romanticized idea of the blackberry and that it is the quintessential Oregonian foodstuff. I even have one set of distant cousins that have gone so far as to try to get them to grow in Iowa. All I can do is shake my head and wonder why they would want to inflict such pain on the rest of their unsuspecting state. I love the taste blackberries, but if any plant can be accused of being sent straight from Hell, this is the one. My family has been battling blackberries since the original homestead and it is never ending. If you turn your back for a minute, you’ve lost your house underneath a mountain of thick, sinister, sticker bushes. We Oregonians are a crafty bunch, so we fight, but we also learn to find the silver lining, so-to-speak. Making food with the fruit of this evil is like flipping the bird to the Devil. Continue reading →
My dream is to become a professional bullshit artist. Or, as others prefer to call them, a novelist. I know, a highly unoriginal and unattainable goal. What's my back-up plan? Ninja fairy. Here's to being disgustingly unoriginal!