How to Split a Pea

Yes, you can make dried split peas from your fresh homegrown peas. Here’s how to do it and a lesson as to why not.

Cheese Crumble

The best thing about the morning was a crumble of cheese.

Humble, Tasty, Big Bread

I just returned from a trip to Japan. While you would expect me to come back laden with sushi and ramen recipes tucked away for experimentation, I was most intrigued by the bread.

Fava rite Hummus

Why make hummus with canned garbanzos when you can spend five times the effort to make it with fresh favas?
Because it’s waaaaay better!

Misgebotten Recipes

Misgebotten recipes are not recipes for goose dishes. They are the collection of recipes that I’ve squirreled away in my little recipe box. We all have a box like this: a resting place of hand-me-down recipes from family and friends, clippings from food magazines that represent our projected self-images, that must-have office potluck recipe, odd-ball collected recipes, our best intentions, amazing inspirations, and weird diversions.

Pacific Wrenovations

The wrens have returned, and they love the bird house gourds we’ve put up for them.  We surrounded our outdoor seating area with gourds in order to get Nature’s surround-sound. Each gourd has a 2 inch or so sized bird hole angled toward the top, and the gourd secured to a limb or trunk. From…

Signature

In appreciation of a lovely collection of Balzac novels.

Ella’s Outlaw Kumquat Marmalade

  I’ve never met Ella.  She is an in-law of my in-laws.  Does that make her an outlaw? Regardless, she is the sweetest person, and she made it known on Facebook that she was in possession of a bodacious amount of kumquats at her home in Florida, just hanging on the tree waiting to drop…

Stopped on Chain Bridge on a Snowy Evening

Stopped on Chain Bridge on a Snowy Evening After re-locating to the DC area from the California Sierras in the mid 1980s, we had an interesting experience with a small amount of snow.  I was teaching in Potomac, MD and living in Arlington, VA.  After work, I was to pick up my husband at George…