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…
I'll give you three clues...
1. She still lives in the same house.
2. She was five years old here.
3. I want a bike like that. Okay, that's not a clue but I just wanted to make that public in case someone has one they're looking to get rid of.
I never said I was good at giving…
This is what I ate for dinner last night.
I ate both of those with my bare hands straight out of the skillet. Then someone walked in on me with a drumstick in each hand and adobe pepper sauce all over my face. And they shook their head in disappointment and kept walking.
Just kidding.
That would have…
I like a good wood pile. It reminds me of what is to come... namely the smell of burning wood in cold air for months on end.
I don't know of a better smell.
Wood burning in cold air is my favorite. Second only to wood burning in warm air.
Getting the wood to appear as a nice…
Because she loves you, Grandma Pellegrini made you a Valentines soup. She even put hearts in it. It's a work of art. And because he loves you, Gordon snapped some photos of it. And because I love you, well... I'm just writing to tell you about it. I can't take any credit. I can just…
There once was a woman named Virginia Elizabeth Williams Gray. People called her "Jennie" Gray back in the 1800's.
She was my other great-great grandmother. Whereas, Evelyn Day Bruner was my great-grandmother's mother, Jennie was my great-grandfather's mother.
We shall call her the tree trunk. Because she is the basis for a very wonderful tradition that links…
Grandma Pellegrini has these faintly pink glass bowls in her house. She's had them since the 1930's. She and her sister (my great-aunt) lived together in New York City when they were working girls.
I like that she still has them.
She served me a pudding in them that I would like to tell you about, because…
I had a nice post about pudding that I was about to share with you today. But I need to vent. So I hope you'll indulge me. The pudding will have to wait until Monday.
I hate coyotes. They offer nothing and take everything.
On the plane ride two days ago I was watching a news story…
Loretta has had quite a colorful life in her seven months as a bird. As you remember, she started out as the one "rare breed" sent to us in the little box with all the other Rhode Island Reds that arrived at the post office. She was called a "Buff Laced Polish Chicken" and she…