Baking cookies is a tradition that many share over the holiday season. One of my absolute favorite cookies to bake is this simple sugar cookie dough. My house fills with the warm aroma of...
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I never pass up the chance to pick fruit. It’s almost free. And in these weird economic times, food that grows on trees is like money in the bank. At least that’s the way I see...
I cannot waste food, even soured milk, which many sane people pour down the drain. Sour milk is a valuable (well, maybe that’s a slight stretch) ingredient. It comes to mind this week because my half & half and whole...
Q. It’s summer time; so how can you tell if a Reddingite has no friends? A. She’s in the store buying zucchini. Tee hee. Really, though, it’s not a laughing matter if your neighbors...
Have you ever had that feeling that you are exactly where you are supposed to be for that moment? I feel like that about our new home. Sure, the house is old and funky...
One the things I love about my house in the Garden Tract is its two huge Meyer lemon trees, which produce a nearly endless supply of gorgeous, juicy, thin-skinned lemons. (There were three trees, but...
“If I had my little way I’d eat peaches every day.” –Presidents of the USA (video)
Peaches are currently plentiful in the North State. Lucky for us we can now savor the opportunity to eat peaches every day as the song suggests. How do you enjoy the quintessential summer fruit? Besides enjoying a warm, fresh peach picked from a tree, I love to make peach cobbler for my family. Cobblers
You’ll know I’ve been kidnapped by alien creatures the day I serve a dessert bare, such as a plain-Jane portion of bread pudding or an uninspired square of gingerbread cake. Anyone who knows me knows...
Please don’t think I’m a vain cook, but here’s one problem I have when I make up a recipe that turns into a crowd-pleasing keeper. People ask for the recipe, and then I get this look on my face...
I gave up the whole notion of New Year’s resolutions decades ago. After years of having my best December intentions fade to dust by the end of the first week of January, I stopped making...
