The Hubby’s Pet Project
“The idea of putting solar panels in the middle of a Renaissance theme park was a ‘little different’, but that’s what makes the Texas Renaissance Festival work.”
Roasted Root Veggie Goodness
We shared our garden space this year. This meant that I was harvesting foods that I normally wouldn’t have planted. What to do with beets and turnips? The hubby swears he doesn’t like beets. He thinks they taste like mud. I think that he might be right in regards to soup, so I didn’t make [...]
Friday equals Monday
It’s Friday. When you have a business that is only open to the public on Saturday and Sunday, Friday is equal to the early hours of Monday morning. So today I’m running errands, hoping to catch a few minutes with a chiropractor, and making sure everything is in place for my employees to do their [...]
Thoughts on Prime Directive
Anyone who has spent time with me over the last couple of days has heard about this book. I’ve been consumed … first with wonder at how a book-length poem reads, then with elation as I found that no matter the structure, the use of such familiar myth resonates for me. Perhaps the structure is [...]
Grits for Breakfast
The following information in this post is no longer true. The mere threat of this post was enough to influence behavior; thus involving instructions being read, and recipes being followed. It is however, slightly humorous, so I’m posting it anyway.
Apple Pie Porridge
I’ve been serving my Apple Pie Porridge to visiting friends and family for over a decade. It resolves all of the dilemmas about the plebeian oat as a menu offering. I mean, lots of us eat oats for breakfast, but it is rarely something served with pride to a guest Here’s my not-so-top-secret recipe.
Buying our new home
We’re moving.
It seems a weird statement, as our lives are always in motion, with 4 separate residences scattered about. But for the past 10 years I’ve considered our orchard “Home” and the other 3 places as “Playhouses” that are attached to specific job locations.
Queen’s Pantry, my fall gig
… the manic highs of a high-volume restaurant mean that I can get paid for my adrenaline addiction, rather than scheduling my next river rafting or skiing adventure. Besides … it’s only 8 weeks in October and November.
Dropping a Wedding Cake
No matter how slow-motion the event seems … there is never quite enough time to keep it from happening. A turned ankle … and one of us was going down while holding a 12” wedding cake that folks were going to be cutting into in 15 minutes.
In the Weeds
It’s November … and the Texas Renaissance Festival is open. I spend all of October, and most of November in “The Weeds”. “The Weeds” is restaurant-speak for way-behind-schedule-and-needing-to-hustle-because-business-is-Rockin’ … so it’s a good thing. Spare moments are spent cat-napping rather than writing blog posts, so I feel I’m way behind here. However, now we’ve hit [...]
