condiments/pickles/jams/jellies

Life is bursting everywhere I look. The farmer next to us was surprised to learn that the gelding he was boarding for…

I was supposed to be getting ready for friends coming to dinner. Instead the sun pulled me out into the pastures. I…

I have this habit of throwing a bulb of garlic in my grocery cart every time I’m at the super market. Given…

While happily retired, the most perfect job in the world found me. I am the Italian Food Artist – a title created…

pop, pop….pop The sound of pickle jars sealing has the most profound effect on me. I am immediately catapulted back to my girlhood. I’m…

My hands smell like onions and vinegar. Not pleasant, I suppose, but to me it smells like home. It’s pickling season in…

What doesn’t taste good with bacon in it? Bacon continues to capture the imagination of chefs and home cooks from around the world. Rather than limiting it…

Napping, strolling, daydreaming, reading and napping again make summer at the farm worth all the hard work in the spring. Yesterday, was…

It’s funny how food dominates my memory. Even as a child, the world stood still when I tasted something that rocked my…

I am now ready to put my head through a wall! I tried to move my blog to my own domain but could not…