It is that time of year. Relentless heat still pounding down upon us while we are setting up and settling in to the back to school routine. I’m ready for autumn to be here while holding onto the sweet memories of our summer and not wanting to wish time away any faster than it is currently clicking. My oldest is a high school senior and our remaining weekends before he ventures out likely total less than 50.
Shakshuka – a seasonal transition meal
Posted by Tammy on August 25, 2014
I doubt most Americans can remember a time when so many of us were gathered around large screens to watch the World Cup. Having had a crush on an Arsenal player in my 20s, my interest was always peeked but this year, it’s on every screen as I traipse through the hotel lobby bars and restaurants. During the early contests, in the heat of the game, my youngest child asked me, “Why are you cheering for Mexico?”
Posted by Tammy on July 7, 2014
There is something about a wrong label that invites us to take a second glance. It can be one of those odd names like the main character in Michael Dorris’ novel Yellow Raft on Blue Water. Her name? Rayona – captured when her birth mother glanced at the rayon zipper on the front of her nightie. It can also be a error in facts like the one in the AZ Republic that described my friend Jim Mapstead as Frank Mapstead yesterday or when a lanky bachelor farmer decided to name a rutabaga after himself but labeled it as the Gilfeather Turnip.
The Veg Goddess herself, Deborah Madison, showing off a Gilfeather Turnip
Posted by Tammy on June 22, 2014
Wherever I looked yesterday and today, I was reminded of something that we were or ought to be celebrating. Yesterday was Flag Day, Juneteenth, National Bourbon Day, Family History Day, and World Blood Donor Day. Today we’re greeted with the World Cup, Magna Carta Day, National Lobster Day and of course, the homage to our male lineage – Father’s Day.
Father Daughter Lecture out by the Chopping Block
Posted by Tammy on June 15, 2014
What is old can sometimes make a better new. Of course, that is my own philosophy demonstrated by the dress that I recently wore to the Black and White ball but it was also the conclusion of a fascinating article Older, Better, Smaller produced by the Preservation Green Lab of National Trust for Historic Preservation.
Preservation in the Kitchen
Posted by Tammy on June 8, 2014
It’s about setting expectations. In the workplace it benefits the one who is expected to do something but it also benefits the one setting the expectation. At home, with the spouse, partner or kids, it works the same way.
Posted by Tammy on March 26, 2014
“How I want a drink, alcoholic of course, after the heavy lectures involving quantum mechanics.”
Pie for Pi
Posted by Tammy on March 14, 2014
The word “shrove” is not used often in our home. Ever? It is the past tense of “shrive” which is a religious word meaning to hear a confession, assign penance and be absolved from sin.
Posted by Tammy on March 7, 2014