The Revealing, Secret Diaries of a Not-So-Secret Foodie

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In Essay, Faith, Food, Gab, Photos, Recipe on March 31, 2011 at 9:02 am

pumpkin crunch cakeWith great awe I would watch my mom pack up the hardtop Buick Electra as we prepared for the traditional Thanksgiving Day trek. I knew enough to stay out of her way when she was in the midst of shoving things here and there. She never said it specifically; however, her face said it all. Her mind focused with great determination, her eyes fixed on the task at hand and her brow seriously flexed for the added “Oomph” to get things where they needed to go. Yep, I knew not to go anywhere near her or that car. I just sat back and took it all in. My dad also seemed to instinctively know not to offer any advice, nor question the placement of a packed item, lest a piece of uncooperative luggage come flying his way.

I love to recall how many people, pieces of luggage, lovely desserts and on more than one occasion, an oversized dog, a lone woman could creatively cram in the family vehicle. Especially, when I remind myself that she did it years before the advent of the now common mini-van. Nope. She did it seventies-style. No car seats or seat belts to hinder her ingenuity. Sometimes I wonder how we all survived those early road trips precariously perched atop all our belongings. But we did. We survived. And we did it in grand-style packed to the gills; bickering, teasing, singing and complaining all the way. With the car packed and all passengers in place, we’d depart. Destination: Gramma & Papa’s house.

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Chicken Soup

In Essay, Faith, Food, Gab, Photos, Recipe on March 18, 2011 at 1:35 pm
Swiss chicken casserole with Green Garden Peas final

Swiss Chicken Casserole with Green Garden Peas

The year I was born my aunt was nine. My mom, her sister, was twenty-one and still wearing braces. How unaware we all were that day of the unusual, yet needed tie, that would be formed between the three of us in the years to come. Sometimes someone else’s tragedy is your unknown blessing, even if not fully realized until many years later. Sadly and suddenly, I had received a precious and beautiful gift sent straight from God, albeit unexpected and unsolicited. I received an older sister, overnight. Read More>


In Essay, Faith, Food, Gab, Photos, Recipe on March 5, 2011 at 11:25 pm

blackberries in basket

It is amazing how, even today, the sight of blackberries can always make me smile.  I smile when I spot them in the produce section at the grocery store.  I grin when I find them collected in wooden baskets displayed in neat rows on narrow folding tables at the local farmers’ market.  And, I am delighted when I spy a new use for them tucked away within the pages of Wednesday’s food section in our suburban paper. Read More>