Obsessions

One of my neighbors has an unusual obsession with Bacon. I mean let’s face it, we all do on some level (or most of us do… or maybe I like to think it’s not just me and her). She owns an enormous number of bacon related T-shirts, which get displayed with regular frequency. Should you get the opportunity to scroll through her Instagram or Facebook feed, you’re likely to find 1) her dog, or 2) bacon topped burgers. Continue reading

Date Night

img_2839-1Almost every Friday, Alex and I go out to dinner. We call it date night, but it’s really just because I’m usually too exhausted from the week to cook. An added benefit, is that this is where I get a bunch of inspiration for my cooking. So, Friday night in Boston, we observed the weekly tradition. We had reservations at the Island Creek Oyster Bar. Every Bostonian we spoke with asked where we planned to eat, and when they heard our selection, they all responded with “Oh, good pick. That place is amazing!” (BTW: Thank you Yelp!)

img_2842So, we sat down and perused the menu, which is actually quite short. The wine and beer list is about 10 times longer. We ordered some oysters to share (super fresh), and we both ordered the short rib and lobster pasta (which was amazing). Just before the waiter left, he asked if we wanted anything else. I really didn’t… however, for some reason I asked him: “Is there anything we should be getting which we haven’t ordered?” This was his nonchalant response: Continue reading

Behavior Patterns

In July, I was lucky enough to be assigned to teach my favorite class in Boston- a city I’ve always wanted to visit, but had only flown through. I jumped on this opportunity, and invited Alex along for the weekend.

While in class, an old friend dropped by to say “hi.” Surprisingly, he also owns an old home. (Well, given that everything in Boston was apparently built in the 1700’s, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, but I was.) So a funny thing started to happen as we chatted. He had recently sold his “old” old home, and was the process of looking for a new old home. He began to tell us about everything he had done to the old home before he sold it, and of course, he began with the history of the home. It was built in the early 1700’s, and “was older than Paul Revere.” He relayed the story Continue reading

My Neighbor’s Cupboard

When I was growing up, my mom (Diane) would constantly be sending me across the street to pick up eggs, milk, sugar, etc. from the other Dianne, my best friend’s mom, when she ran out of said ingredient. Now that I live in a community that shares as much as the Dian(n)es did, we experience a lot of the same things. Here are some of the requests, we have made and others have made of us, Continue reading

CSA Challenge: Winning and losing

CSA talley:

  • 1 head Romaine lettuce (DONE!)image
  • 3/4 Cantaloupe (1/2 eaten, 1/4 in a salad)
  • 2 Peaches (1 eaten, 1 in a tart… DONE!)
  • 2 Oranges (DONE!)
  • 3 Heirloom tomatoes (DONE!)
  • 1 pkg Blueberries (1/2 in a tart, 1/2 eaten… DONE!)
  • Green Onions
  • 2/3 Broccoli
  • 1/3 potatoes

The challenge with “the challenge” is sometimes the things I experiment with are good, but not great. Those aren’t blog worthy, but in the interest of full diclosure on the CSA challenge here are my wins and losses: Continue reading

CSA Challenge: Update

IMG_2601Well, the challenge continues.  To date, I’ve used:

What does one do with Cantaloupe besides eat it raw? Pair it with it’s best friend Continue reading

On bubble balls…

weddingEleven years ago, Alex and I got married (after 13 years together… we didn’t want to rush in, you know). The wedding was beautiful, but it cleared out some space in our bank account, as weddings tend to do. One of the things we did to save money was make our own centerpieces- simple bubble ball vases filled with a single green cymbidium orchid. Simple, and Continue reading

Taking Flight

Don’t make ANY plans for Sunday the 17th. You’re very busy that day,” said the text from Alex a week prior to our anniversary.  This was surprising because Alex is not a planner (unlike me), but to my delight he had planned something, AND it was to be a surprise.

“Casual.  Dress for a lot of walking. No cute shoes,” he responded to my inquiry (and sleuthing) of what to wear.  NO CUTE SHOES?!?!  This had better be good.
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