Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
I open the side door of our house and a waft of good smells greets me -- the yeasty goodness of fresh baked bread, Sunday-dinner richness of balsamic baked chicken, exotic tang of Croatian sausages, sweet goodness of blueberry tarts. Molly B is in the house and, like Beauty and the Beast's Be Our Guest, [...]
It's been an educational summer for Molly B and Me. We've learned that not all road side vegetable stands sell home-grown tomatoes despite their hand-lettered signs, that kale taste good steamed in pasta, but kohlrabi doesn't taste very good at all. (Note to the overly enthusiastic earth mother at the farm stand who tried to [...]