For Friday-Food-Frenzy this week, we're talking zucchini. Ok, I'm secretly hoping if we talk zucchini then maybe I'll start to see some yield from our zucchini plant in our garden. It's frustrating. This plant has flowered with no vegetable in sight and, it has crawled along the ground in the garden and grown so huge that it has virtually hogged any sunlight due for the basil plant, cherry tomato plant and rosemary bush. But, we love zucchini and run out to the garden every day in search of some new growth. Our favorite Zucchini Bread recipe … [Read more...]
Having Fun Making Whoopie (Pies)…
August 3, 2011 By 2 Comments
Visiting my daughter two weeks ago at her sleep away camp in Maine certainly took me down memory lane since I went away to camp for 9 summers in a row. Of our two day trip, one full day was open-ended so I decided to take my son and husband to one of my favorite camp“Trip Day” excursions, Orchard Beach. Orchard Beach is an old-school beach community that has an awesome old time amusement park along the beach- imagine a higher-end Coney Island. While you won’t see people fishing off the piers with raw chicken on a string, the beach is jam … [Read more...]
Friday-Food-Frenzy: Keen on Peaches
July 29, 2011 By 2 Comments
My 6-year old son just acquired a taste for peaches. Up until now, I'm fairly certain he was freaked by their fuzzy skin. However, with our frequent fruit purchases at the Green Thumb, our local organic farm stand, he's warmed up to them. His peachy turning point was last week. My daughter and I were cutting all sorts of fresh summer fruits to put into our White Wine Sangria. Thinking he was grabbing some apple chunks, he popped a pile of fruit into his mouth only to be pleasantly surprised that in fact, he had just eaten some deliciously … [Read more...]
Summer Jamming with your Kids
July 27, 2011 By 6 Comments
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand. Mother Teresa Every summer my father used to put on his ripped jean shorts, grab some plastic bags and a crudely-made walking stick, and take us on a windy journey through the ivy-infested woods of our back yard. The mission: blackberry and raspberry picking! We’d spend hours half-listening to Dad drone on and on about the insects and the flora and fauna and anything else he found interesting. While we desperately tried to fill up our bags to the top, they were always … [Read more...]
