When I was at Tulipwood last week, I took a trip to Gilberties Herb Farm with Grandma Pellegrini. She had been talking about this place for many months. Since early winter. She and my great-aunt used to go regularly she told me, they would get up early while it was still cool enough to be…
I’m 34,000 feet in the sky again. I seem to be up here a lot. I’m hoping to have a lull again this summer before I embark on a whole new book that I’m about to write, which will require travel which means many more posts from up here. Did I tell you about the…
I'm in New York this week, which was perhaps serendipitous since it's May Day, and with it, came a lesson in sweet woodruff from Grandma Pellegrini.
Sweet woodruff, is also known as Master of the Woods. It is a perennial, with small white flowers that bloom in May and June and star-like leaves in circles of…
I just had one of those weekends for the record books. I'm not sure how it happened really. It just did. It started with a passing invitation and culminated in an itinerary entitled "Georgia's Down Home Downtown Weekend." And that it was.
It all began with these chickens.
And some very large and colorful roosters.
They all had…
Grandma P. and I had a recent exchange via Gmail, as we are prone to do. We like to talk about projects. And radio programs. She tells me what Arthur Schwartz and Joan Hamburg are up to in New York and I tell her what the latest title of my book is. She has much…
As you know, I flew to New York at the peak of a major snow storm last week. I went from spring day to winter wonderland in six hours.
All the power in my hometown was out. The snow was so heavy that massive trees were dropping branches left and right. In some cases whole trees…
Say that 20 times fast.
I made a soufflé. I was determined. I had a 102 degree fever and I made a souffle nonetheless. That should tell you how determined I was.
So although this may seem like a strange journey with strange pictures taken by a semi-delirious girl, I can guarantee you will see a soufflé…
One of the great and glorious things about squash from the garden is that it lasts until long after the garden is dormant for the winter. Right now in fact, there are 12 squash lined up along the windowsill.
Grandma P. needed something tasty to bring to the church potluck a few weeks ago and since…
The Native Americans used to eat the warm heart of their prey in order to inherit their spirit. It was also a way to honor the animal, and use every part of it. So on my deer hunt in the Delta a few weeks ago, I decided to "go native."
And I'm glad I did. It…