I don’t know if it’s the unseasonably warm weather or what, but we have had a proliferation of mosquitos. In order to not get eaten alive, we like to play a little game of squash before going to bed and sometimes (often) when we hit the target, we don’t always remove the carcass. (Lazy, and perhaps disgusting. I know). Unless… Read More
After receiving some encouraging requests for the pumpkin soup recipe (thank you for asking for one of my recipes!) I went out and bought some additional pumpkin since the other one from my neighbor’s garden had gone into a semi-failed soup and two pumpkin pies that were promptly gobbled up. I used this recipe as the base for my recipe,… Read More
My mom thought she was coming to visit the gardens of Versailles. Little did she realize she was here to create the gardens of Versailles. In miniature form. Chez moi. She is a Master Gardener (although she says she lost confidence since living in South Carolina where the soil in her area is so poor not even the weeds… Read More
The recipe I am sharing with you today is not the one I intended to share with you. My neighbor’s gave me a pumpkin from their garden and I intended to make a honey-mustard pumpkin soup with half and a pumpkin pie for my neighbors with the other half. That would give them a pleasant shock. The French don’t eat… Read More
I have so many blog posts that I want to share with you, but not enough hours in the day. Or at least not enough hours to nap and write a blog post. There’s my newly landscaped garden to write about, several French recipes I’ve recently tried (always recipes to try), a trip to the Island of the Impressionists where… Read More
My friend Shari says, or maybe it’s her Mama Rose who says, or someone else who says, ‘Ain’t a mother’s love so great she doesn’t love to see ’em sleep.’
