Sunday, October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
In summer's past I had time to blog about my weekly CSA, waxing poetic about beets and little pear tomatoes. This hefty bag of perfect fall vegetables called out for a picture. There's a pie pumpkin, a kabucha pumpkin,
peppers of all colors, broccoli, bok choy, lettuce, kale, and the whole bottom of the plate is covered in potatoes.
I've been making a special vegetable dish every night. It started with broccoli raab sauteed in butter with sundried tomatoes and topped with roasted hazelnuts. We moved on to quartered brussel sprouts pan roasted with shiitake mushrooms, and then I made farm fresh turnips braised in a miso broth and topped with toasted nori.
I'm thinking about making pumpkin cinnamon rolls this weekend, and I want to try a pumpkin curry with red kidney beans.
What is inspiring your fall cooking?
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
We took a few rides down by the river last weekend. After talking about getting everyone on wheels for a very long time, we have finally arrived. Young John can ride the tagalong or his own bike with training wheels, Ella speeds along, and Ruby is tucked right behind Mama with her hands in the air shouting, "Faster, faster."
It feels good to have my own bicycle.
I like nine. Nine is reading about four books at the same time, which she leaves bookmarked in various rooms of the house so that she can walk into a room and immerse herself in seconds. She never hears us calling her.
She can't seem to schedule herself to play her violin and get her homework done, so now she is making little to do lists the minute she gets up, and she reminds me so much of her daddy. They can both work a list.
She read her first Nancy Drew mystery yesterday.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Sunday, October 03, 2010
We went back to the Unitarian church today, and Ruby wanted to go to "my own classroom". I took her to the nursery for the hour while the other children went to their religious education classes on their own. It is quite a process to get all of them comfortable enough for me to actually sit with the grownups.
Daddy is home from Scotland, jet lagged and anxious for the mountain of laundry to be ready for the week. I'm just feeling lucky to have survived a week of fevers and chills, Annie's Mac and Cheese, and too many episodes of The Magic School Bus.
Ella's birthday is saturday. Nine. She is very nine, too. For Christmas all she wants is a rock tumbler. I've rented a shelter in the park, and she is worried that the leaves haven't turned enough for her party. Even nature has to work hard to make everything perfect for her day. We ordered a bushel of apples for games, and I'm getting applesauce cake cupcakes with maple frosting.
I just ordered a lot of dollmaking supplies from Joy's Dolls and Crafts. So far I'm making five dolls for the holidays, and I'm excited about being another step closer to my D90 dreams. Or my D5000 dreams.