Posts Tagged "yummy"

Hand Picked

Posted on Sep 27, 2011 in Featured, Food | 0 comments

Hand Picked

{This is an old draft from a couple of years ago that I never posted. But I like it so here it is today.} As we pull in, the sun glints off the only other car in the gravel parking lot. It is early but the day is already warm and the sky is a brilliant blue. It takes a couple of minutes to disengage: unbuckle carseats; gather ourselves; make sure keys are in hand, not ignition, before shoving the door shut with my hip. We make our way through the opening in the hedge and up a path to a little market stand. The cedar shake roof is long and low and one wall is open to the fresh air revealing a wide counter and a cooler with vats of ice cream: raspberry cheesecake, bubblegum, maple walnut, moose tracks. There is no one behind the counter but after a minute, a woman calls out from the side of the building. We find her sitting at a picnic table playing cards with a young girl. She tells us that the best picking is to the right, anywhere we like. We clatter off, the four of us and our odd assortment of buckets. Noa, our thirteen month old daughter is not walking yet but we brought along her push toy: a bright yellow, orange and purple wagon with big wheels, a handle and a storage box under the seat. She toddles after us determinedly pushing the wagon over the gravel, falling every few steps but always quick to rise and push on. She has not yet figured out how to turn the wagon; her tactic whenever she encounters an obstacle is to look back at us with a grin and wait for help, one hand still resting on the handle. However, today she will need no such assistance. We have come to a pre-walking, wagon-pusher’s paradise: a blueberry farm. Our four year old son Rain runs ahead to choose our row. After a moment’s wait while we turn the wagon into the wide alley between waist high blueberry bushes, Noa is greeted with the longest unobstructed straight stretch she has ever seen. We set her free. Noa is instantly distracted from wagon pushing paradise when she notices the marble sized berries on the bushes. They are a deep dusky midnight blue and covered with a light powdery film. I am not sure that Noa has ever had blueberries and she has certainly never seen a blueberry bush. Call it human instinct; she drops to her knees, crawls to the nearest bush and begins to fill her mouth with berries with both hands. In fact, this is pretty much the reaction of all of us. We are all diverted from our intentions by the sweet, slightly sour fruit. I love the tanginess of the berries that still have a red blush to them. It takes a few minutes before we are able to get down to work, overwhelmed as we are by the plenitude on each bush, blueberries hanging in clumps like grapes. Eventually, we settle in. The rows are wide with freshly mown grass between. It is the perfect work space for a mom of young kids. Fully fenced to keep out the deer, bushes dense enough that it isn’t easy to get into another row, vast enough to provide a sense of freedom for roaming as far as they like and provided they stay in my row, I can always see them. Rain wanders off, imagination and monologue running a mile a minute as usual. He has a yogurt container laced on to his belt loop but he picks directly into his mouth. The only rule: Fill your bucket or fill your mouth but once the fruit is in my bucket, hands off. The small competitive spark in me flares up as I make it my goal to fill my large pail before we leave. Aaron and I begin working on opposite sides of the same bush so we are facing each other. Noa stays close for the most...

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Summer By Numbers

Posted on Aug 28, 2011 in Featured, Food, Parenting, Simple Living | 0 comments

Summer By Numbers

We’ve been counting a lot around our house lately. Here are some examples: Number of pounds of pickling cukes picked by Aaron and Rain while I jiggled and bounced Silas in the Ergo: 29 Number of pounds of pickling cukes bought from local farm stand: 10 Number of quart jars of homemade dill pickles made at 11pm after children were sleeping: 31 Number of times per night that Silas wakes to nurse: 8-12 Number of cute noises Silas makes per hour: 568* Number of annoying noises Silas makes per hour: 6 Number of decibels of annoying noises Silas makes: 100* Number of decibels of planes flying over our new house near the Air Force base: 130* Number of decibels of Rain’s constant singing & clapping: 75 Number of pints of strawberry jam canned while children watch movies: 13 Number of pounds of blueberries picked by 3 adults, 6 children & 1 sleeping baby: 16.5 Number of pounds of blueberries remaining after 2 weeks of pies, smoothies, snacking: 0 Number of coats of orange, yellow, red & purple paint (respectively) it took to paint our 1976 Dodge camper while the children slept and watched movies: 5, 2, 4, 3 Number of days on annual camping trip to Klein Lake (Sunshine Coast): 5 Number of sunny days on annual camping trip to Klein Lake (Sunshine Coast): 1.5 Number of teeth Silas has now: 6 * These numbers may or may not be slightly exaggerated. There you have it folks. That’s the way the final days of our summer are shaking down, in numbers. How did your summer add...

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Blender Mayonnaise

Posted on Dec 15, 2009 in Food, Simple Living | 3 comments

Blender Mayonnaise

I’ve had some homemade mayos before and I have to admit they never come close in taste to my beloved store bought varieties. Until this one. I got the recipe from my sister, modified it a bit and voila! One more thing I don’t have to buy prepared from the store. We’re trying to increase the number of things we make ourselves and for some reason this one makes me extra happy. Whirl in blender: 2 eggs 1 1/2 tsp salt 1 Tbsp dry mustard Clean down sides with spatula. Add: 2 Tbsp lemon juice Start blender, remove cover and very slowly, pour in: 1/2 cup salad oil 2 Tbsp vinegar Slowly, with blender still running, add: 1 cup salad...

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Fresh Salsa

Posted on Nov 24, 2009 in Food | 0 comments

Fresh Salsa

It’s not really the season for fresh salsa but my mom just gave me I don’t know how many pounds of tomatoes that she harvested from her garden this fall. They needed to be used and I love salsa. I used to make this salsa with jalapeno but the kids don’t like it as much and I prefer to be able to taste all of the other flavours (besides the burn) so I started using a dash of tabasco instead. Some will find that terrible and this salsa too weak. But I love it. 3 or more good sized beefsteak-style tomatoes (fleshy, not too juicy), diced 1/4 small red onion, minced 1 clove garlic juice from 1 lime splash of olive oil splash of red wine vinegar 1/2 clump of cilantro salt to taste You can give this a brief whizz in the blender if you like your chunks a little smaller or eat as...

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Delicious Slop a.k.a Raita

Posted on Apr 9, 2009 in Food, From The Mouths of Babes | 0 comments

Delicious Slop a.k.a Raita

Rain loves raita and I usually make it every time we have Indian food or make curry. He gets really excited and says “Mom, you made that delicious slop!” 1 cup plain yogurt 1/2 cucumber, shredded on a cheese grater 1-2 tsp cumin cilantro to taste 1/2 tsp salt Stir everything together and serve with your favourite curry.

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