Even before the pandemic happened and all the restaurants were forced to close and life ceased to be as it was, I had cooked and baked almost everything we ate. Besides the meals themselves, I made lots of kitchen staples: loaves of flax-laden sourdough, almond walnut granola, jars of spicy salsa and sweet marmalade…delicious things …
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peanut butter cookies, loneliness, and lady afternoons.
“…when you’re really lonely, the peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth.” – Charlie Brown. In grade 6, our class put on – or, more accurately, was told – to put on a production of, You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown. I think I was a made-up character named “Adam” and had maybe one 10-word …
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the three c’s of granola.
It was getting out of control. For the past few months, I had been voraciously eating granola, that I’d been buying at the grocery store. Sacrilege. But wait, it had a cute name! – it was called, “Love Crunch.” But more importantly, it contained chocolate. Oops! Details. The tipping point was when Longer Legs raised …
getting my squirrel on.
A few years ago during a road trip, a mouse got into our trunk and made a home for a few nights. He slept in the instant oats, nibbled on the stump of a muffin, picked open a bag of corn chips but didn’t eat the chips themselves – and most interestingly, ate a whole …
going for a meander.
Hello. It’s been a while. My hollow legs have been busy. Somewhat. Mostly going between the fridge-stove-counter. But also scrambling up mountains, squatting to look at worms committing suicide on sidewalks, crossing in various patterns while sitting on coffee shop chairs. The brain sitting somewhere above the hollow legs has been busy too, reading cookbooks, imagining …
winter sun granola bars.
Virginia Woolf famously said, “One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well” – so I felt it was very important to make some delicious granola bars for the students that came to my yoga/Ayurveda workshop this wintry weekend. We started with a gentle yoga class, took a break for snacks and tea, …
i like you. here’s some food.
Over the weekend I baked a large carrot cake for my friend’s birthday. It was served at a party with lots of our friends, and our friends are nice people, so they congratulated me on how delicious and beautiful the cake was. My outward response was, “Thanks!” but inside I thought, “Well I guess they …
thank you cookies.
As I get older, I slowly begin to accept myself for being how I am. Accept, and then mitigate, because even though I am allowed to be flawed, it would still be nice to have company. In order to make up for my lacks in social grace, I thrust my cooking and baking on my …
ways to unplug.
There are many ways to unplug when you are stressed out. For instance: – turn off your cell phone – take a hot bath – listen to smooth jazz – take a laxative – eat some fibre Har har har! Ah yes, you can unplug, or you can unplug. Sometimes those inner tubes need a …
heart to heart.
Hey lookie! I bought a set of heart-shaped cookie cutters. Yay! While I generally prefer drop cookies over cookies that need to be rolled and cut, I can’t resist a heart – especially if it is made of chocolate biscuit, which I’m planning to do for a particular date in February, no big deal. I also …