An additional 8 quarts of fresh strawberries are arriving this afternoon.
Just decided to make strawberry bread with the quart sitting on kitchen counter.
This has not been done in several years and just looked up my old and faded recipe.
The book has a beginning in 1978.
On the page at the top a notation that my youngest who is Jamie won 4H blue ribbon
at the local and county fair when she was in grade school for this recipe.
Recipe written on page
3 cups flour
2 cups sugar
1 tsp soda
1 tsp salt
1 tbsp cinnamon
4 eggs
1 1/4 cup oil
2 cups sliced strawberries (fresh from my garden)
dash of vanilla
1 cup of nuts
350 for 1 hour or until done
3 small loaf pans or 2 larger
I remember well
this small patch of strawberries that I planted in the garden at the old farm house.
Everyone loved to eat them
but no one wanted to help me
pick them :)
My Journey To Mindfulness
Friday, May 24, 2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
They Do Not Realize
I remodeled an old farm house over 30 years ago, a brief stay in a condo which during building I changed the inside a lot and then built 4 homes over the last 15 years.
Looking back I realize now it fulfilled a lot of my creative nature.
I would plan the layout of the home and have all the
special furnishings in their place on a sketched plan.
Each sold quickly except the last city home and that
was because of the economy.
This journey began at a time when my children were each on their own and
my youngest Jamie had started an exciting career at Vanderbilt University
in Nashville.
I was living in my much loved spacious old farm house. I kept having thoughts
of selling and when approached by someone wanting this home and it was not
even on the market
a new adventure opened up for me.
I began to create and move on and not look back
as each home was created with love.
Many a question "why do you move so much"
oh it really never bothered me (until the fatigue of this cottage
and long drive back and forth almost daily from city to country).
It was enjoyable to me and high energy would get me through the process.
Usually return was just my investment and very little profit
but it was done for my enjoyment and pleasure and also I liked it
better then being employed somewhere and suited me better with my
in charge personality.
Also the comment was made regularly that I needed to build homes
for individuals. This never appealed to me as I built for myself but
always was willing to give many ideas and information as their new
home was being built.
Remember after one home that my oldest daughter sent me a gift,
a card with my name and the words "Home and Garden Consultant"
then address and phone number. This pleased me so very much.
Each home was named like this one that is known
as "Woodhaven"
What a pleasure it was to create a garden at each one.
When the homes sold that was always a plus and so many
comments about the flower gardens.
Very few of the flowers remain at these homes.
Many people do not realize the work involved in caring for plants.
In the past I would be in my garden almost daily, weather permitting.
Driving past the city home a few months ago
all the flowers were gone except the rose bushes
which were huge and magnificent.
Green lawn was now viewed....
I remember a phone call that told me if there were anymore flowers I wanted
to feel free to come and get them. Looking over this garden and how each plant has multiplied
so glad that more were not moved from the city garden.
My youngest daughter has a number of plants that have been shared with her.
Recently asked her if she wanted some more and her answer was quick
"I can hardly take care of what you have shared with me" no more is wanted.
Images from city garden 3 years ago...
This was my garage
and I put a small covered porch on the side with a door going into the garage. Did this at
several homes and a number of people have copied my idea :)
Looking back at these pictures,
I recognize many of the plants in this country garden
With each move a small piece would be taken and replanted
at the new creation.
In reality guess my gardens
are a garden of memories.
This image from another garden
Looking back I realize now it fulfilled a lot of my creative nature.
I would plan the layout of the home and have all the
special furnishings in their place on a sketched plan.
Each sold quickly except the last city home and that
was because of the economy.
This journey began at a time when my children were each on their own and
my youngest Jamie had started an exciting career at Vanderbilt University
in Nashville.
I was living in my much loved spacious old farm house. I kept having thoughts
of selling and when approached by someone wanting this home and it was not
even on the market
a new adventure opened up for me.
I began to create and move on and not look back
as each home was created with love.
Many a question "why do you move so much"
oh it really never bothered me (until the fatigue of this cottage
and long drive back and forth almost daily from city to country).
It was enjoyable to me and high energy would get me through the process.
Usually return was just my investment and very little profit
but it was done for my enjoyment and pleasure and also I liked it
better then being employed somewhere and suited me better with my
in charge personality.
Also the comment was made regularly that I needed to build homes
for individuals. This never appealed to me as I built for myself but
always was willing to give many ideas and information as their new
home was being built.
Remember after one home that my oldest daughter sent me a gift,
a card with my name and the words "Home and Garden Consultant"
then address and phone number. This pleased me so very much.
Each home was named like this one that is known
as "Woodhaven"
What a pleasure it was to create a garden at each one.
When the homes sold that was always a plus and so many
comments about the flower gardens.
Very few of the flowers remain at these homes.
Many people do not realize the work involved in caring for plants.
In the past I would be in my garden almost daily, weather permitting.
Driving past the city home a few months ago
all the flowers were gone except the rose bushes
which were huge and magnificent.
Green lawn was now viewed....
I remember a phone call that told me if there were anymore flowers I wanted
to feel free to come and get them. Looking over this garden and how each plant has multiplied
so glad that more were not moved from the city garden.
My youngest daughter has a number of plants that have been shared with her.
Recently asked her if she wanted some more and her answer was quick
"I can hardly take care of what you have shared with me" no more is wanted.
Images from city garden 3 years ago...
This was my garage
and I put a small covered porch on the side with a door going into the garage. Did this at
several homes and a number of people have copied my idea :)
Looking back at these pictures,
I recognize many of the plants in this country garden
With each move a small piece would be taken and replanted
at the new creation.
In reality guess my gardens
are a garden of memories.
This image from another garden
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Everywhere
Everywhere I look
their is beauty,
swarms of mosquito's
and more work then I can do.
Long sleeve blouse,
cap that has visor and something to cover the neck,
hopeful thoughts that I did not get bitten.
More rain due, grass and weeds a foot high.
Trees are heavy with huge leaves on branches and need to be trimmed.
Emptied bird baths of standing water and gutters need to be cleaned.
I need some help
or really need to remember that my original
thoughts was simplicity and nature surrounding
this cottage as this was created.
I am reminded that I have been grooming too much.
But really want as someone pulls down the gravel drive
for them to view my dwelling. At this rate of growth
I will be almost invisible.
Wheat beginning to turn slightly golden
Most Iris are laying on the earth
because they are so huge and wet from the rain
What I see with my eyes
is what I hoped for 3 years ago
as I planted this simple country garden.
Next
I already know
the daylillies will be spectacular.
Planned on taking a break from the computer
but there is too much beauty
for me not to share.
their is beauty,
swarms of mosquito's
and more work then I can do.
Long sleeve blouse,
cap that has visor and something to cover the neck,
hopeful thoughts that I did not get bitten.
More rain due, grass and weeds a foot high.
Trees are heavy with huge leaves on branches and need to be trimmed.
Emptied bird baths of standing water and gutters need to be cleaned.
I need some help
or really need to remember that my original
thoughts was simplicity and nature surrounding
this cottage as this was created.
I am reminded that I have been grooming too much.
But really want as someone pulls down the gravel drive
for them to view my dwelling. At this rate of growth
I will be almost invisible.
Wheat beginning to turn slightly golden
Most Iris are laying on the earth
because they are so huge and wet from the rain
What I see with my eyes
is what I hoped for 3 years ago
as I planted this simple country garden.
Next
I already know
the daylillies will be spectacular.
Planned on taking a break from the computer
but there is too much beauty
for me not to share.
Monday, May 20, 2013
To Good Not To Share
A special Chef from Nashville, Tennessee.
I love her recipes
and this is too good not to share.
My herbs are wonderful this Spring
and Thyme getting ready to use you....
good food matters: Fresh and simple tastes, recipes and stories from Chef Nancy Vienneau
May 19th, 2013
Grilled Lemon-Thyme Chicken Salad, and we’re headed for Rome
A cool, wet spring has made it positively lush in our little part of the world. Our backyard is a crazy jungle of vines, great leafed-out maples and catalpas, a plum tree dripping with the promise of a bountiful harvest. We’ve got knock-out roses living up to their name in a riot of red. Fragrant peony blossoms so huge they’ve tumbled over, spilling their petals onto the stone patio.
Perennial herbs, my kitchen delight—sage, rosemary, oregano, thyme—are all in profuse bloom too. In our garden, early crops of lettuces, spinach, arugula, scallions, and sugar snaps have taken hold.
It’s been a beautiful time of year, so alive, so fleeting, that I’ve stopped to soak up whenever I could–before summer’s heat sets in.
It hasn’t been as easy as other years; commitments of work, travel, family, community have had our household on the move. Trust me, this is not a complaint. It’s simply how this cycle in life is spinning right now.
I do have some exciting pieces of news to share.
This week, I am happy to report, I clicked “SEND” and my cookbook manuscript whooshed off to the publisher.
Another step, complete. I will keep you posted as the process continues to unfold.
Next week, Bill and I leave for Rome. Fourteen days on an adventure that has little construct! It is rather unlike our other trips, where we’ve had A Plan. This time, we are surrendering to the moment, and we’ll see where it takes us. In a city steeped in history, the arts, cuisine, we’ll have no shortage of things to explore and experience.
What we do know: We have American friends, living there since 2008, with whom we’ll be staying. So, we have a most hospitable base of operations.
And, I will meet Rachel–food writer extraordinaire, Roman resident of nine years, creator of racheleats, –”in real life” as I used say as a child. We’ve come to know each other through our respective blogs. Now, we get the chance to expand that friendship. The world is an amazing place, isn’t it?
Before I start packing for the Eternal City, I want to share a recipe that you might enjoy making for a picnic. In the States, Memorial Day is coming up–when many of us fire up the grill and indulge in those fleeting tastes of spring–and harbingers of summer.
The inspiration for this dish comes from Cooking Light, the food magazine devoted to healthy delicious eating. The folks at CL have invited me to be a part of their blogging community, and as our philosophies about food and health align, I am pleased to join.
The recipe uses ingredients of the season, many flourishing in my garden: sugar snaps, spinach, green garlic, and thyme.
The success of this dish relies on a wealth of fresh lemon juice and thyme leaves, which both marinate the chicken, and infuse the vinaigrette. Don’t skimp! It doesn’t take long for the lemon and herb to permeate the meat. It’s pretty easy to place the breasts into a ziplock bag, add the marinade, swish, seal, and refrigerate—for about an hour.
After a sear on the grill, that juicy chicken gets sliced, then tossed with baby spinach, yellow bell peppers and sugar snap peas. A pour of vinaigrette brings together simple vibrant tastes, appealing colors, and a harmony of textures. If you want to bulk it up a bit for a crowd, as I did for our Third Thursday Potluck, add some mezze penne–a smaller ridged pasta.
When I return from this adventure, I’m sure I’ll have some good food tales to tell. Stay tuned! If you have a Roman Tip to share—something you deem a “Can’t Miss”—art, food, culture, anything!–please let me know in the comments below.
Ciao!
GRILLED LEMON THYME CHICKEN SALAD
adapted from Cooking Light
Marinade for Chicken:
3/4 cup fresh squeezed lemon juice (3-4 large lemons, 6-8 small lemons)
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
zest from 1 large lemon
2 heaping tablespoons fresh thyme leaves
1 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes (optional)
3.5 lbs boneless chicken breasts (6-8 pieces)
Other Salad Ingredients:
1 lb. sugar snap peas
1 lb. yellow and orange bell peppers
1 1/2 cups dry penne pasta
1 lb. baby spinach
Lemon-Thyme Vinaigrette
1/3 cup fresh lemon juice
1 clove roasted garlic
1 tablespoon fresh thyme
1 teaspoon dry mustard
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1/2 cup extra virgin olive oil
METHOD:
Place marinade ingredients into a bowl and whisk well. Place chicken breasts into a one gallon ziplock bag. Pour in marinade, swishing it around to coat all of the pieces.
Seal and refrigerate for one hour. Don’t marinate more than an hour—the acid in the lemon will “cook” the meat.
Prepare grill.
Remove chicken from the ziplock bag, discarding marinade.
When coals are ashen, place the chicken onto the grill. Cook approximately 7 minutes per side, or until done.
Cook penne pasta according to package directions in lightly salted water. Drain well. Place in large bowl and toss with 1 tablespoon olive oil.
Heat a large skillet. Add one tablespoon olive oil. Saute sugar snap peas, in batches, until bright green–about two minutes.
Place in large bowl with penne.
Saute julienned bell pepper strips until caramelized–or–if using baby sweet bells, place them in the skillet whole and let them char on all sides. Remove and cut into julienned strips when cool. Add strips to large bowl with penne and sugar snaps.
Slice chicken breasts into 1/4″ thick strips.
Make Lemon-Thyme Vinaigrette: Place all ingredients in a blender and mix until emulsified, or place ingredients in a small bowl and use an immersion blender to mix.
ASSEMBLY
Place spinach leaves in a large mixing bowl. Add penne, sugar snaps, sweet yellow bell pepper strips, and grilled chicken strips.
Pour lemon-thyme vinaigrette over the ingredients and toss well so that all of the salad elements are lightly coated with dressing.
Mound in a salad bowl. Garnish with lemon twists and fresh thyme, if desired.
Serves 10
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Busy Young Lives
One is cruising outside of N.Y. Hi, Jess and Mathew :)
One sold her first painting
One sold her first painting
Grandma thinks it is too cool for first day to swim in the month of May
One played a number of soccer games this weekend
Another one traveled back to Washington, DC after spending a short time with mom and dad in Florida.
Another one on the lookout for a new experience in Nantucket.
Another one speaking at a church tonight about her trip to Africa.
Another one is taking a tour of the surrounding area of her new condo and thinking of no car and riding a bike everywhere.
My son shared and image of yoga and meditation room in Thailand where he will be soon teaching
several times a week. How beautiful....
So many are on the ground because of rain and they are so large this year
A busy family and I smile as they share and memories surface of my busy life in the past
and now mom/grandma just trying to rest and get over Sjogren's fatigue. A busy day yesterday of nonstop activity and then a quick stop for. special friend's birthday celebration for her 90 year old husband.
Thankful for several blogs that share their experience with this auto immune "whatever"
that attacks your body. Not life threatening but sure affects your quality of life and when you have been accustomed to high energy and so much I want to do outside. I want to weed the garden, walk on property, bake, need to prepare something to eat, ride tractor in the woods and I am just sitting and meditating.....
One daughter tells me to obey my body and I tell her "but I have always been accutomed to listenting to the mind and following its direction when it was pertaining to work."
This practice may be a thing of the past....
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Yesterday
Yesterday evening
I sat on the terrace
trying to capture an image of
the humming birds
I keep seeing at the feeders.
No luck
but many birds put on a show for me.
another beauty is blooming
and little garden for one is beginning to grow
and this is the perfect place
for practice on a pleasant morning
if it is not raining
and raining this morning :)
I sat on the terrace
trying to capture an image of
the humming birds
I keep seeing at the feeders.
No luck
but many birds put on a show for me.
another beauty is blooming
and little garden for one is beginning to grow
and this is the perfect place
for practice on a pleasant morning
if it is not raining
and raining this morning :)
Friday, May 17, 2013
Memories
Memory
that puts a smile
on my face.
My youngest daughter
hugging her Snoopy
and now her daughter sleeps in this bed...
My cottage
and my children's homes
are filled with memories.
So many good ones..
If all of these old pieces of furniture
and photographs could talk
what stories they could tell...
that puts a smile
on my face.
My youngest daughter
hugging her Snoopy
and now her daughter sleeps in this bed...
My cottage
and my children's homes
are filled with memories.
So many good ones..
If all of these old pieces of furniture
and photographs could talk
what stories they could tell...
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