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It’s a Cupcake…It’s a Hamburger…It’s a Trompe L’Oeil!

It’s a Cupcake…It’s a Hamburger…It’s a Trompe L’Oeil!

  Are they meatcakes or cupburgers? Who cares, these are fun and tasty, too. Kids love them, adults are amused by them, we all think they’re great.  The “bun” is a cupcake, the “burger” is a brownie, the “cheese/mustard” is buttercream, and the “lettuce” and […]

It’s Zucchini Time!

It’s Zucchini Time!

To paraphrase Shakespeare, now is the summer of our zucchini.  It might be the heat or the rain or the magic soil we seem to have in our garden but all the plants seem to be growing like…well, zucchini in the summer.  We haven’t quite […]

Nostalgia Strikes Again

Nostalgia Strikes Again

I grew up in Boulder, which is at the foot of the mountains and the air is mostly like mountain air. My grandparents lived in Greeley, about 30 miles east of Boulder, which has plains air. I now live 10 miles east of where I grew up and the air here is plains air. Mountain air and plains air are very different. They smell different, feel different, move differently. Tonight as I walked our dog (a sentence I still can’t believe I say regularly) I walked past a house that had sprinklers on and someone smoking inside. I was hit by a wave of nostalgia, a memory of many summer evenings being a child at my beloved grandparents’ house in Greeley. It was the sound of the sprinklers, the feeling of the soft plains air at dusk, the smell of wet grass combined with cigarette smoke and fields not far away and cows somewhere in the distance. All that was missing was my sisters giggling with me while we somersaulted in our nighties and picked strawberries into yogurt containers and danced while Owl sang to us. And eating Cheezits in white bowls at the kitchen table with Boppa. And watching the news on that tiny black and white tv in the kitchen and then Bob Newhart. I don’t often dwell in the past but tonight, whoa Nelly, I am there with my whole heart.

What’s in a Name?

What’s in a Name?

Tonight I made these delicious fritters.  We all liked them but couldn’t agree on a good name for them.  I liked the simple/descriptive Smoked Salmon and Zucchini Fritters.  My husband, who often calls foods “thing” or “stuff”  thought they should be called Fish and Marrow […]

Pi Day Mini Apple Pies

Pi Day Mini Apple Pies

On March 13th I mentioned to my children that the next day would be Pi Day and that many people eat pie on that day.  Of course they were excited by that, who wouldn’t be, and asked me to make pies for their classmates.  And, […]