The Sounds Of Silence…
Yesterday for Sunday Company Dinner, I decided it was time to make a “Passport to Fall” dinner. It was one of those meals where we’re not totally ready to be done with...
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Erika
Dining On Sir Hiss
🙂 Seriously, this was one of the more fun things I ever cooked. A few weeks ago we walked into Barnes & Noble to pick out a few new books. We usually...
Garden Grub
Yesterday I finally pulled the fennel bulb. Last weekend got away with us, and I never got around to doing any cooking, so I didn’t get to the fennel. I’d already pulled...
Pizza! Pizza!
The first day of school was a rousing success. Abigail had a great day of third grade and Zander loved preschool. I managed to spend some time getting a few things done...
The First Day of School!
“School, school, school Our first day of school We’re eager little learners So fill our brains with lots of facts Our first day of school. Teach, teach, teach We’re ready for our...
Magic Cloves
I would have never believed it if I hadn’t tried for myself. There’s always something bothering us it seems. It started out as ants this year, which were quickly eliminated through the...
Discovering Kohlrabi
We’ve had kohlrabi a few times in the past. Historically, what I’ve done with it is added it finely chopped to a green salad, or used it shredded in place of cabbage...
Changes Ahead!
Last night I think it got down to 40-some degrees outside!! Yikes! That means fall is just around the corner, and changes are afoot for Tummy Treasure. Next week is back to...
A Sweet Surprise
Yesterday morning at church I walked home with a sweet surprise, a bundle of rhubarb! A couple in our church generously brought in a mountain of rhubarb to share with anyone who...
Small-Batch Preserving
Since my garden is only putting out little bits of this and little bits of that, I’ve decided that I need to do more small-batch preserving. More of those things like blanching...
Happy Birthday Abigail!
I cannot believe I am the mother of an eight-year old! Time has literally flown, and I certainly wouldn’t trade a minute of it for anything. The day Abigail was born completely...