The snow banks are reaching towards the power lines as I dream about the grass growing again and the new garden plans and the baby chicks we will order in March. It has been a record cold month and the east coast has been pummeled with snow for two and a half months. Oh, February is definitely the time for summer dreaming. Winter is too long and pushes us right to the edges of ourselves, our pantry, our well stocked freezer, and our patience. So, what can I do but reach deep into the freezer and bake a warm gooey strawberry rhubarb crisp!? Dreaming of warmer days so soon to come… Continue reading “Summer in February Strawberry Rhubarb Crisp”
On these cold winter days we find ourselves surrounded. Earthy vegetables are scattered throughout the cool and dry spots of the house in boxes, baskets, and paper bags, the rest jammed in the fridge. Our winter cache is beginning to dwindle to the hardiest of produce: carrots, celeriac, beets, parsnips and potatoes, all of which taste sweeter than standard grocery fair from the magic/science of starches, sugars, and cold weather. Winter is the only time of year I truly enjoy peeling vegetables, for the stunning aromas of these wonders encompass my head like a perfume. The smell of a winter celeriac freshly diced is a gift that makes me weak at the knees.
Today we’re working with a northern standby, the potato. Not as aromatic and seductive as other earthen vegetables at first whiff, yet the warmth and comfort associated with the potato, not to mention its versatility, makes it a true staple of virtually all styles of cooking. I feel like something a little different this time. Let’s make some pancakes.
We have simple dreams, simple wishes and desires for our life together. My family and I want to take time to appreciate the seasons and what is outside the window rather than what is contained within our walls. Anyone can accumulate stuff. We want to try to grow vegetables and raise our own animals. We want to enjoy all that is already offered in nature and around us, as well as the process of creation, and doing things with your own hands.