I didn’t grow up on a farm. I take that back. The place I grew up was once a working farm, but by the time I came along, it was no longer in use. My brothers and I spent our days imagining castles and hacking out trails through large, shady trees. We picnicked near the… Continue reading Provisions
“Time to eat!” How many times have you yelled this throughout your house at your siblings/kids/spouse? Then everyone comes at his or her own pace and takes their respective place at the table. Sometimes everyone is there. Sometimes, there’s a gaping spot where someone should be. A few years ago, my husband built me a… Continue reading Tabled Together
Salty but Sweet 