The Great Escape

sitting still, hearing loudly There are things that commit us to remain where we are.  In this day and age, major snowstorms, traffic jams, reality television, sadly enough.  When I was a child I lived a mile from the train tracks and the highway, which were basically lovers along a dirty path North.  I remember…

Stickews

Since I can remember, I have always loved two things (of many, but this is my focus for tonight): Bugs and Stickers. I’ve never collected stickers of the norm (unicorns, Barbie dolls etc), they were usually some sort of bug or dragon and if I got really lucky it was a collection. Most recently (and…

Enter Title Here

I haven’t written in a while because I’ve been wondering what to call this blog.  It seems that over the past few years the need to label ourselves has become stronger and stronger.  We are bloggers, we are foodies, we eat raw things we are ovolactarians, bactarians, germiphites, phobes and gluten free carnivores.  We think…

The flower who got away

Sometimes in life there are things that we try to protect from one another, from each other, from ourselves. There are times when we have to make tough decisions and when faced with a no answer is correct scenario it becomes even more difficult. I am the type of person who saves everything. My mom…

the path of least resistance…

…is not one that we take. The simple road doesn’t know gravel. It is easy, reflects the sweet shadows that a billowy blowing curtain can cast upon a baby’s face when fluttering in the reflection of the wind’s breath, an open window, an open highway, anything that is meant to look simple and beautiful. What…

nothing to do

We have been working quite a bit, sourcing new farms, taking trips to markets and oh! (hand over mouth)…cooking. Tonight we had dinner together and took a break. It was 7:22 when we finished. I had gone for an evening run and Jim had finished up some important cooking. We were both sweaty in our…

The Beast

There have been quite a few requests to see the actual pizza oven that Jim built. Please note that this is for home use only, not business. I present, The Beast. As most of you know, Jim, myself and Lucca only eat meat that we can source from local farmers. Tonight, as in the “old”…

Inspiration

Jim has been working on many things lately, he always has a new project up his sleeve. I admire him for that, for his constant child-like amazement that leads him wide-eyed and smiling into the woods behind our house to ask me, “what type of log is this, would it be good for burning–yes, I…

Playing the Fool

When Jim and I cook for ourselves, we cook at home. We argue about who’s going to be the sauté cook for the night and who is going to set the table (“properly! what if a guest shows up?”–hasn’t happened yet). Sidebar– this reminds me of when we first bought our boat and rushed out…

A Valentine Day

Happy Valentines Day. When I was 14 it meant who would hold my hand who would buy me chocolate who would buy me flowers… a bonus if smiles and movie tickets were attached and maybe if he followed me around I would have thought twice. A brief hand shove of the highlighted feather hair ahhhh,…

Past Perfect

Sometimes the jump is one foot too far to risk the leap, a self-imposed mantra that I have tried hard to avoid most of my life.  This morning I awoke with that heart pounding headache thumping feeling that you know means one of two things: you drank too much the night before or two, you were awoken suddenly amidst a dream, the kind…

A New Year

The close of the year means something different for everyone.  For some, it is simply a champagne and caviar celebration of what is to come.  For others, it is a quiet dinner at home with the hope of staying up to see a very expensive ball drop from a very expensive stick in the middle…

A Full Circle

Jim and I have been working on our sausage making for quite some time.  Amidst all the chaos that comes with the doldrums of every day life, private events and a one-year old who likes to wake up at 5:30AM, it has surely been a work in progress.  Sometimes our thoughts at the end of…

Vermont Part Deux

I also want to mention that I took Jim back to the old Co-op that I lived in when I attended college at the University of Vermont.  Slade Hall, a wonderfully sustainable hall off the beaten path that most students don’t even know about.  While living there the students rotated chores; tending to the garden,…

Vermont

Jim and I recently had the luxury of being able to steal a weekend away in Vermont.  Aside from the poutine, artisanal beer and foliage, we were thrilled to have met Dustin Glasscoe of Vermont Farm Table.  It was wonderful being able to chat with someone who has so much talent and can clearly fill…