If I told you how long I’ve held onto this recipe it would date me back to the Jurassic era.  And in all those years, I never got around to making it.  Why today, you might ask.  I was woken … Continue reading →

Saturday was one of my favorite kind of days; a day when friends dropped by to kibitz around the kitchen table.  We caught up, shared the latest news, everyone talking over each other, and lots and lots of laughs.  Fried … Continue reading →

My fruit is the PEAR.  That’s right.  I was once told by an Ayurvedic physician that the fruit best suited to me is a pear.  I was pretty happy with that assessment, and in many ways it seemed right.  Ayurvedic … Continue reading →

Who can resist the intensely colored ruby red juice of a blood orange.  I remain amazed at the depth and array of color that nature provides us.  The juice from a blood orange not only prods me toward the kitchen … Continue reading →

A small, square, glass jar sits tucked away in the corner of my kitchen counter.  Both the jar and the recipes inside belonged to my Grandma.  I also have her little black book in which there are pages filled with … Continue reading →