Hooray for March! My favorite bipolar season. In the past week we’ve had powder days at the ski resorts, hot days of rock climbing in shorts and a t-shirt, rain, sleet, and a foot of snow in my front yard. … Continue reading
In my first year of medical school, I had a delightful roommate who was of Vietnamese descent, born in China, and raised in her family’s restaurant in San Jose, California. Lucky for me, she was a wealth of food knowledge … Continue reading
What’s for dinner? Now that January is here, it’s getting a little less exciting figuring out what to eat. We are firmly sandwiched between the festive excesses of December and the first exciting green things to emerge in March. Additionally, … Continue reading
After the holidays, there is often a lot of talk about detoxing, losing weight, reclaiming your health and more. While I don’t really choose to detox or make dramatic changes this time of year, I often find I am looking … Continue reading
As I listen to Christmas carols, I’m thinking about Hanukkah and my dear friends who are starting to celebrate tonight. In my home, we light an Advent Wreath during the holidays, rather than a Menorah, but I refuse to … Continue reading
I’ve been checking on our stores from the garden this week. Potatoes, parsnips and apples have moved to the downstairs fridge, garlic, onions and shallots are in our cool basement, winter squash is in a large pile in the kitchen … Continue reading
It’s garlic planting season again. It catches me by surprise every year because I’m just simply not in planting mode in mid-October. Which means that every year in February I’m out there trying to hack a hole in the frozen … Continue reading
Pickling is one of my family’s favorite yearly traditions. It has been going on since my family came to Denver in the early 1900’s and I suspect long before they immigrated from Eastern Europe. I can’t recall a meal growing … Continue reading
In honor of the birth of each of my girls we planted an apple tree. My older daughter, who will be 4 this week, has a braeburn and my 2 ½ year old a macintosh. Due to a combination of … Continue reading
For whatever reason, I have lived in some of the driest parts of the country. I grew up in Eastern Washington, spent a few lovely years in high-altitude dry Colorado and am now in the driest place so far, Tucson. … Continue reading
