Apple Pissybeds

I’ve written before about learning to cook at the side of my Grandmother. I’ve also written about the revelation that this same Grandmother, who has been responsible for preparing 3 meals a day, for a varying number of hungry mouths, for the past 70 years, actually hates to cook. My cousin and I always assumed […]

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More Rhubarb

I grew up reading and re-reading the Laura Ingalls Wilder “Little House” series, but it wasn’t until years later that I realized that the pie plant she uses to make a pie for the field workers was actually rhubarb. (I think I imagined it to be eggplant, which we never ate as a kid.) While […]

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Baby Pies

Many of you are familiar with my pie dilemma. Like it, love it, don’t want to eat a whole one. With only Greg and I in our household, a whole pie never gets eaten, or it gets soggy, or we do eat it and feel fat and guilty. So I bought little bitty 6-inch pie […]

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Lemon Merengue

No, that’s spelled right. For all of my griping about how much smaller my new place is going to be, including the kitchen, there are a few things that actually please me a great deal. First and foremost, having a kitchen where your work triangle isn’t fifteen feet across. Getting from fridge to sink and […]

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