Trying to squeeze in all of the ordinary things that Meggie and I would do if she lived next door to me…
recipes
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I am standing in my daughter, Meaghan’s, kitchen lusting after her robust cook book collection. Me: How many cookbooks do you have?…
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When I was a little girl, my grandmother Ekstrom made lemon squares for “club”. Her club consisted of a small group of…
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I love beginning. I love the letter A, monday, the number one, a new moon, the first slice off a loaf of…
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My mom makes these butter tarts, for her family, once a year. It takes us that long to recover. Imagine a perfectly…
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If you’re anything like me, after a week of indulging in large stuffed birds, racks of meat and buckets of seafood your…
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January – the meatloaf that knocked my socks off! February – the squares that hooked Ralph. over the top cinnamon buns March – Irish soda…
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It’s Ralph’s birthday and what better way to spend it than snow blowing our half kilometer driveway at the farm. I’ve been making this cake/pudding…
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At the tender age of twelve, sitting alone in a dark movie theatre lost in Franco Zeffirelli’s ‘Romeo and Juliet‘, I was…
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I survived Christmas day. There were moments of breathlessness or maybe just not wanting to breathe… Tradition crept in throughout the day,…