The end of another impossibly short weekend with Handsome Chef Boyfriend arrived at the crack of dawn this morning. Sigh. HCB has an endearing habit of showing up at my place bearing gifts; Friday night was no exception. Shortly after he arrived at my workplace to momentarily stick out his tongue at me through the … Continue reading When the moon lights the sky like a big pizza pie…
Food
Sunshine on a Cloudy Day, and All That. (Beauty herein.)
Promised rain and chilly temperatures came to my corner of New England today, and so I did the only reasonable thing under the circumstances. The season's first pot of chili now sits on my stove. My little loft has been filled variously with the earthy aroma of boiling Mung and Azuki beans (gifts from Handsome … Continue reading Sunshine on a Cloudy Day, and All That. (Beauty herein.)
Would you care for some butterfat with that, ma’am?
In my relatively brief tenure as a Vermonter, I have come to think of one product in particular as this state’s culinary identifier: cheese. I know, I know: maple syrup, right? Syrup, schmyrup. It’s everywhere in New England and everybody claims it as their own quintessential product. But who can resist the cheerful sight of … Continue reading Would you care for some butterfat with that, ma’am?
Cage Rattling
This beauty arrived at my cottage early last week and hung out with me a few days, taking flight just before Handsome Chef Boyfriend's happy arrival Thursday. Lately I have felt unsettled, a little jittery, like I've had too much coffee, but all the time. My first academic year on the teaching staff at White … Continue reading Cage Rattling
Got this?
This bottle holds a bit of liquid Nirvana straight from a local cow who was milked very early last Thursday morning, delivered to me by Handsome Chef Boyfriend Thursday night (er, the milk--not the cow). On this occasion HCB served as a courier for a friend who took note of my interest in this product … Continue reading Got this?
Delicious. Naughty.
Last night I was shooed out of my own kitchen so Handsome Chef Boyfriend could bake mystery cookies. These peanut butter-based beauties emerged from my tiny, unevenly heated, apartment-sized oven a bit later. Main sources of flavor aside from peanut butter (and after HCB fished around in my pantry for a while): pecans, maple syrup … Continue reading Delicious. Naughty.
When Chefs Can’t Decide
Because, as Handsome Chef Boyfriend himself said so laconically: We've had enough compelling chicken.
Greetings from Vermont
Wintry chores, indoors. Ballet classes, reading glasses. Ice skate, bread bake. Lake run, too much fun. Work-play, lazy day. Valentines, canines. Pot-au-feu, boyfriend, too. Crossword puzzle, doggy muzzle. Foot rubs, lots of snug-gles. Heavy sighs, long goodbyes. Greetings from Vermont.
Rolling Around in the Snow, in the Buff
Yes, I really did this last night underneath a sky that was so incredibly dark and brilliant with stars and planets I am not sure my words can do it justice. My small digital Canon PowerShot simply can’t capture what I saw, so I had to grab something that approximates the nighttime sky in rural … Continue reading Rolling Around in the Snow, in the Buff
The lake has spoken.
Handsome Chef Boyfriend and I skated around the lake again day before yesterday (no, that is not us in the photo--that woman does not have a death grip on her friend); this time we went for the entire circuit, about four and a half miles. The wind was rough at times and on occasion the … Continue reading The lake has spoken.
Sycamore Stories 