I love to make recipes from different areas of the world. I feel even though I may have never been to very many places, I can get a taste of what the natives are eating. (Unless there are areas where natives are eating natives, I won’t do that.) I sometimes am hesitant to write about …
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Making Something Out of My Dumpling
Booooring! (I’m singing that word right now.) Tapping my feet, sitting behind my computer singing boring…BoRING….Booooring. I wrote two blogs this morning and I reread them both and just shook my head. Oh my…not good. Yawn. They were VERY informative but as much fun as watching paint dry. The problem was that I couldn’t complete …
Good-Bye Summer Garden, Hello to a Souper Fall
The leaves are starting to change colors and there is briskness in the morning air. The smells of the outdoors have lost some of the floral essence and now smell woody. The warmth of the sun seems to be powering down and there is just enough chill to make me want to stay home. It …
A Hammock, A Book and An Amazing Summer Squash Soup
Barb was lying in the hammock in the back yard reading a book that her friend told her about, Kitchens of the Great Midwest by J. Ryan Stradal. She was only a couple of chapters into the book and was thoroughly enjoying it. She was kind of surprised that she was taking so much pleasure …
Man Flu aka Coldpocolypse
It was bound to happen. It started with a sneeze followed with the sound of trumpets coming from the nose. A few coughs are thrown in for good measure and maybe a complaint of a sore throat. The world is now about to end. It is worse than just a cold and it isn’t just …
A Souper Bowl
Like millions of other people, I watched the Super Bowl yesterday. I think I watch more to keep up with current events. If there is an amazing play, I want to see it. (And I want someone to explain it to me.) If there is a hysterical commercial, I want to guffaw with the world. …
Can’t Catch My Broth
There are a lot of things I love about winter. There is a beauty in the bare trees and snow covered fields. The animal tracks in our yard allow me to see who besides birds are coming to the feeder. The sun seems to shine directly on me as if it knows I am always …
A Sister’s Love is Like a Bowl of Soup
The week before Christmas is always such a neat time. The hustle and bustle of trying to get things done, hearing from folks across the country and eating yummy things. When I was younger, I used to love the week before Christmas because it meant my sisters would be home from college. I lived at …
Roasted Roma Tomato Soup
I will have to apologize to all my anti-gardening, tomato hating readers. I think the next couple blogs are going to be tomato-centric. When I planted my garden this year, I went a little bananas on tomatoes. (I would not recommend actual bananas on tomatoes. Besides the fact that I really despise bananas, that combination …
Giving the Hamilton Beach Wave Action Blender a Whirl
Most of the smaller appliances in my kitchen were wedding gifts. I love when I use them because I remember the excitement of that time and the fun of being a newlywed. The problem is that I’ve been married almost 17 years. I am happy that I have been married for so many years (to …