Grilled vegetables have become a favorite at our home, partly because of the flavor and partly because they are often easy to prepare. Our boys help with slicing the vegetables and mixing the marinades, and Michael or I take over at the grill.
We planted our first blueberries bushes four years ago, and they’ve grown from just a few sticks producing a handful of berries to full bushes with loads of berries. I spent time in the garden last night picking blueberries and brought in about four quarts worth and left many, many more still ripening. Monkey Boy […]
Pie is Michael’s favorite dessert for Father’s Day, and usually I make blueberry pie since that is one of his favorite pies. This year I decided to change it up a bit and surprise him with something different. I had peaches from South Carolina in the freezer, blueberries from our garden, and a recipe for […]
The end of strawberry season is always a bit sad for us. During the season we eat strawberries almost every day and the boys can’t get enough of those brilliant red berries, often sneaking some that I’ve set aside for desserts. I’ll find leafy green tops scattered around the kitchen counters and table like evidence […]
The caipirinha cocktail, a Brazilian concoction made with cachaça, was one of our favorites from last summer, and we planned to play around with the flavors a bit using different fruits. Strawberries were an obvious place to start, and we came up with this one that reminds me of a strawberry creamsicle. My friend Kristy […]
There’s something about whole baby carrots steamed with the tops on, fork tender and sweet. I adore that delicate flavor and crunch and think they really add beauty to a plate. They are like the little black dress of carrots. And many times they are insanely easy to prepare, like this recipe from Cooking Light.
Ranchera. Say it. Try flipping the “r”. I still have trouble making that sound, even after living in a Spanish-speaking country for two years and developing an accent that could almost pass for a native. The Rs always gave me away. When I first moved to Colombia I couldn’t speak any Spanish except for the […]
I didn’t grow up on a farm, but my family has a long history in agriculture and I grew up in Missouri and Illinois, where farms were abundant. In the summer you couldn’t drive anywhere in central Illinois without seeing corn and soybean fields, and detasseling was a common summer job for teens. In the […]