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crème fraîche scones

Thursday, April 17, 2014

“How can I find the words? Poets have taken them all and left me with nothing to say or do.” “Except to teach me for the first time what they meant.” -Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane, Dorothy Sayers: A Busman’s Honeymoon I’m not one for using expletives much in my day-to-day, but I must admit this past Monday a very loud one flew out of my mouth…

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peanut butter granola with cacao nibs and bittersweet chocolate

Saturday, March 1, 2014

It snows in here. It snows forever, but there’s no Christmas underneath this weather. When it blows here and gets real cold, I wanna trip myself and fall upon your fabulous sword and move here by the stained-glass window. Forget about the inside ghetto. Down here on the hardwood floor, the lines on the ceiling start to swim once more like a cheap Renoir, a fake Van Gogh,…

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sour cherry turnovers

Thursday, October 31, 2013

I forgot they were in my freezer. Door County cherries, tucked underneath bags and bags of raspberries the kids and I had gathered every summer afternoon from our backyard bushes. I had to dig through those berries and move them around and curse slightly to get to the bottom of that freezer drawer. But there they were, still glittering and ruby red and perfect. It seemed the cherries…

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waffles with fig compote and orange-honey crème fraîche

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

As soon as you announce to the world you are going to have a child, the world responds with its wisdom. It’s a lengthy monologue, a blast of ice cold wind in your sweet, glowing face; sentence after sentence of contradictions insisting that you heed its warnings. Vaccinate! Don’t vaccinate! Breastfeed! Formula! Co-sleep! Never! Cloth Diapers! Disposables! Let them cry to sleep! Don’t let them cry to sleep!…

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raspberry-rhubarb yogurt bowls

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I spent this past weekend in a lovely stupor: spring arrived! finally! I was barefoot in the backyard, spending every waking moment basking in the warm sun. There were sassy coffee drinks to sip with good friends, dinner dates and long walks, spring cleaning and windows wide open all through the night. I even got to spend some time with Mr. Hemingway on our front porch; his well-known…

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ebleskivers with vanilla bean

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Two weeks ago I got a text from my neighbor and dear friend Michelle. ‘We were wondering if you would all like to come over for a late breakfast tomorrow (we’re making ebleskivers/little pancakes)?’ I had so many questions (what are ebleskivers? are they the little pancakes? is it something really weird and also little pancakes?) but replied with a hurried ‘yes!’ as two little voices were clamoring…