“Training is everything. The peach was once a bitter almond…” — Mark Twain I started canning this summer and, as with most of my culinary ventures, I do not excel at it. I like to be terrible at lots of things at once, though, so now I’m bad at canning too!
We’ve been pretty obsessed with the farmer’s market this summer. We go and let the kids run around and buy a bunch of stuff we have no use for. Then we eat some of it, and I scramble to keep it from spoiling before we finish the rest.
“They take great pride in making their dinner cost much; I take my pride in making my dinner cost so little.” –Henry David Thoreau There are only three saffron threads to be found in a Saffron Crocus flower. Such threads are harvested by hand in Persia, where they grow in what are apparently impossible [...]
I never learned to appreciate the simple lunchtime staple- tuna salad. Probably because it’s normally made with mayonnaise, which I have mentioned before, is gross.
“Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea.” – Henry Fielding
“There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.” – Charles Dickens Mushroom hunting– it’s a thing. Did you know that you must hunt mushrooms? You can’t just go get some out of the forest and give Bambi a fist-bump on the way out. You actually have to hunt them. It [...]
“Behave so the aroma of your actions may enhance the general sweetness of the atmosphere.” – Henry David Thoreau Everyone knows vegans eat nothing but salad. That’s it. Just salad.
A few weeks ago a news article prompted us to start venturing away from microwave popcorn and into the vast and intoxicating world of stovetop popcorn. It seems the bags that cook popcorn for you in your microwave are out to kill you.
The cold weather is here. That means all the fruit sucks now. No raspberries, no peaches, no plums. No pluots, no melons, no cherries. You might be able to locate a mealy apple or a late season pear. Enjoy that.
The kids come marching one by one. And they’re walking away with handfuls of candy to hide under their beds tonight and gobble covertly after they’ve brushed their teeth and said goodnight. In the case of Big C, she dragged herself up the front steps of the tenth house we visited, got her treat, and [...]
My mom can bake anything and it always comes out perfect. Like literally perfect. I don’t know how she does it, and she likes to credit good recipes rather than talent, but don’t let her fool you– the woman can bake.
“To know so much and to have control over nothing… “ —Herodotus I can spend all morning creating a nutritious lunch for Big C that I genuinely think she’ll find thrilling, whittle it into adorable heart shapes, and present it with jazz hands and an elaborately choreographed balloon drop, but ninety percent of the time I hear, [...]
There was a bar near the school where Husband and I met that always had pretzels on the stand. There is something about pretzels, mustard and beer that still makes me feel collegiate and ready for scarf season.
As soon as it’s time to grill something I get elbowed out of the way by Husband, wearing his “grilling face.”
The Selfish Vegan is attempting to reacquaint herself with the kitchen. What in the name of Natalie Portman’s shoes is a Mandolin Slicer for?
