I sit with my afternoon coffee on the front porch on another slow April Sunday. Will rides his bike through the neighborhood while the children watch Clifford the Big Red Dog on television. A car door slams shut, birds chirp everywhere, and I smile to myself as I imagine Will chuckling quietly upon reading more… Continue reading Peace, Love, and Sourdough
Sitting in Will’s music room again, writing in my favorite corner. An empty plate to my left, instruments and Will’s various hats in a bin to my right. We are both tired lately — not news, I know. Still, today is Friday and we only have to get through these next few hours until we… Continue reading In the kitchen
This morning Piper and I enjoyed a bit of baking. Once the kitchen table was cleared and wiped down, I brought out all of our mixing bowls and ingredients to set up in our fresh work space. Even though I keep a lot of baking equipment tucked away in the lower shelves of our cabinets,… Continue reading A festive morning spent baking bread
Last night I set to work on poaching a quince, peeling and slicing eight Granny Smith apples, delicately rolling out pastry dough, and reducing quince poaching liquid to a stickily delicious glaze for an apple tart. Piper sat at my heels playing with her baby doll, little wooden people, a playground set and two big… Continue reading Adventures in Apple Tarts and the Art of Simple Food
Bob’s Red Mill makes a dried soup mix that cooks up thick and creamy in less than an hour. Simply called Vegi Soup Mix, it includes wholesome ingredients like yellow split peas, green split peas, barley, lentils, and small pasta. One cup of dried mix simmered in four cups of water for under an hour… Continue reading In the kitchen in the afternoon: Bob’s Red Mill Vegi Soup Mix and Apple Pumpkin Muffins
Last night, Will and I devoured a pot of chickpea and leek soup intended to serve 6 people. I found the recipe in Jamie Oliver’s book The Naked Chef. Published almost 15 years ago, the book offers a glimpse into the humble beginnings of one of today’s most successful and loved chefs. Several pages are dedicated to thanks,… Continue reading Cookbook reads
Another quiet Sunday found me in the kitchen proofing yeast and flouring countertops while the little one slept. My heart has been set on baking Challah for some time now, and today seemed as good a day as ever to try something new. The sight of rainclouds kept me inside, where I could nestle up… Continue reading A first attempt at baking Challah
The day began with a warm bowl of oatmeal. While I stirred in bed, Will cooked the oats and later topped my portion with a generous dash of cinnamon and a cooling trickle of almond milk. Slowly I ate and let the warmth and comfort of a quiet day enfold me. A full stomach, or perhaps… Continue reading A good day
A few months ago, my mother in law gave me a small set of canapé cutters. Nestled inside an old red and silver tin sit a club, diamond, heart and a spade, along with various other shapes including a Christmas tree and an angel. This morning I put them to use for the first time. Following Catherine… Continue reading A bit unseasonal, but still welcome.
The two loaves of sourdough bread that I baked this week turned out unexpectedly. I prepared my leaven and bread mixture the night before I intended to bake. I noticed the first signs of trouble in the morning, when my leaven failed the float test — an indication of weak yeast activity. I’m contributing the… Continue reading The trouble with sourdough bread, or, when the bread gets tough, the tough make panzanella.