A little while ago, my dad and I harvested the honey at Tulipwood. My dad has been mastering the art of beekeeping for quite some time now. He had bees when he lived at Tulipwood as a boy and began again later in life. We learned some good lessons about honey harvesting this year that…
And the randomly selected winners (using Random.org) are:
ncnguyen514, Maryclare and Flygirl Reba
Congratulations! Email me at georgia at georgiapellegrini dot com with your addresses! Happy Holidays!
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Tis the season to give and give. Here are my ideas and a gift from me to you. Scroll to the bottom for a giveaway!
Stovetop…
Tonight I drove home to Tulipwood in a thunderstorm. It rained so hard it was as if the earth just needed to let it all out. We all need to let it out sometimes. There was lightening too. Big thunderbolts flashing over the George Washington Bridge.
Normally I dislike traffic, but tonight something was different. My…
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…
Tonight I'm going to my favorite dinner of the year. It is at my Godparents' mother's house and it is "The Feast of the Seven Fishes." It is an Italian American tradition and will include baked mussels, steamed mussels, baked clams, minced clams, salt cod, crab and avocado salad, prawns in more forms than you…
I have a mold. I don't know where it came from. It just appeared one day. It's always in the way, it doesn't fit anywhere nicely. It was suggested at one point that we throw it out, but it wouldn't go. So today I finally used it, in honor of our Christmas party this evening.
I…
I just had a very Norman Rockwell evening. Warm food and Christmas carol singing and advent wreath making... it began with a church potluck down the road. The same church that every member of my family seems to have gone through...in birth, marriage, or death. It's a place where everybody knows my name... like on…
There are few things more gratifying than cooking a meal entirely from things you have grown. This Thanksgiving we spent as much time outdoors collecting ingredients as we did indoors cooking them.
First, we cut these baby brussels sprouts from the garden. They were strange things this year. We waited and waited for them to get…
