The Empress from Good Day Regular People is guest posting for me today and I’m excited because our amazing friendship goes way way back to grade school. Actually … that’s not quite true. We just started commenting on each other’s blogs a year ago, but it feels like so much more. Don’t you know what I mean when I say… Read More
This is the paintbrush. This is the canvas. Check back in a couple of years.
This recipe for creamy Dijon tarragon chicken is a standard in our house when – not many years ago – I didn’t even know what tarragon tasted like. Tarragon in French is “estragon.” You can imagine the mistake made by Frenchies standing lost in the American supermarket spice aisle, searching under “e” and turning to their neighbor – “Par-don. Do you… Read More
When I was small, my parents who were very young and couldn’t rub two cents together, made the smartest decision ever. They bought a cheap house, planning to upgrade in later years. I must have been about two or three when we moved in and my very first memory is of my mother walking around the newly installed dining room… Read More
My belle soeur brought me some topinambour last harvest, which was something I had never heard of. It was so delicious that I ended up ordering it again from the store. When I looked up the translation it turns out to be Jerusalem artichoke, which I had heard of but never prepared before last summer. We’re having it tonight puréed… Read More
Today I enjoyed myself very nicely. It was finally sunny out and I was able to work in the garden in my shirt sleeves. (Can girls say they’re out in shirt sleeves)? I finished planting the clematis that will cover the ugly cement wall behind the lavender and I put the remaining two grape plants in place next to the… Read More
