This is an award-winning salad, by which I mean that Sylvia won a trophy for the most original food brought to a sophisicated potluck last July. She did not get to keep the trophy and, as a matter of fact, has not even seen her name engraved upon it. She has been told that she … More Sylvia’s Sauerkraut Salad, A Pickled Salad Recipe
When I went to deliver a double-slice of the (Heavenly) Roasted Coconut Cake* a couple days ago, my neighbors were preparing a brown rice version of lasagna. The word “Lasagna” worked its way into my to-do list, especially as I had a cup of leftover turkey pepperoni red sauce and a cup of cottage cheese … More Lasagna One Time, Strange flower
Time to use a starter began with a search through the Sourdough section of my handwritten recipe files. Nope, not this. Nope, not that. No, that doesn’t sound right either, and I don’t feel like making bread even though it’s supposed to be stormy on Friday, which means hearty soup and bread. Usually. This afternoon … More Sourdough, non-ordinary pancake
The words “non-GMO” on the package weren’t part of my decision to buy these dates, nor any other word on the package except “medjool.” They were needed for a batch to share of my Date & Walnut Chews, today with a handful of dried cranberries added. I couple days ago my mother and I set … More 6-Cookie Meetup with Mother, incl a Dough-to-Go Dozen. Spring Flowers.
Coincidences between events and the freezer began last week when I found out that I’d missed the birthday of one of the master gardeners whom I admire. I knew that he is quite fond of my blackberry ice cream and that, between his pie crust and my filling and ice cream, he, his wife and … More Blackberry Pie & Blackberry Ice Cream for a belated birthday
In the city of Seattle, food waste is not allowed in the rubbish nor are recyclable items. Food waste joins lawn and garden waste in a big plastic bin collected every week on the same day as the rubbish, in a separate truck and for a different destination. Seattle composts, mostly citywide, but there are … More Composting: A Rant