I think I was destined to fall in love with cooking – it’s in my blood. My family has been cooking for generations. Our traditional dishes [blintzes, apple pie] were carried across the Atlantic and through Ellis Island by my great-grandparents. My grandmother has often shared stories of her cooking trials and triumphs as a young [...]
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Recently, I have been honored to be tagged for a few “blogging awards” by some other bloggers I greatly respect. I don’t normally indulge this amount of “me-talk,” mostly out of fear of boring my dear readers. But, this time I decided, why not? If you feel inspired to procrastinate, read on. Resulting in quite possibly [...] Carving a pumpkin was serious business during my childhood. First there was the trip to Jones’ Farm, the local pumpkin patch, where my father would lift my sister and I onto the the platform for a hayride, and I would successfully avoid exposure to fruit by turning down apple cider. We’d come home with four pumpkins: [...] |
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