I spied the Buddha’s Hand sitting on my friend Andrew’s counter. Amid the happy cacophony of food bloggers sprawled out in his house and front patio, I caught the words, “take one.” He didn’t have to say it twice. Off I went to survey the boxes of buddha’s hands brought by Melissa’s. Eschewing those with… Continue reading Buddhettes- Buddha’s Hand Orangettes
Author: Annelies
Buddhettes Food Photo Poetry
Buddhettes Food Poetry
Redo’s and Reckonings
The sun is hiding like a child playing hide and go seek. These mornings, darkness greets my lumbering body coercing its way from sleep. Along the linoleum floor in the kitchen, my feet pad and slap, as my arm reaches for the light switch. It is morning. It is night. Darkness stands like two bookends… Continue reading Redo’s and Reckonings
Foibles and first batches
Failure. The waiting mouth of the open trash can or compost bin. We’ve all been there. We don’t like to linger in this location often or tell people we’ve visited it even on occasion. Nope, this destination is for other people, right? I’m right there with you. Failing is not something I want to be… Continue reading Foibles and first batches
Maple Cream Pie Food Photo Poetry
Maple Cream Pie Food Poetry
On Ice Slides and a Proper Celebration
“Let’s do it again!” Sometimes you give in. Sometimes you don’t. I looked behind me, up the tall sturdy ice slide from which we had promptly whizzed to the bottom and I politely declined. The guides had been very kind and quite firm: “Keep your arms and legs inside the sled. You will be going… Continue reading On Ice Slides and a Proper Celebration
Maple Cream Pie with Toasted Pecan Crust
For all the dessert options available at the Thanksgiving table, I wanted to suggest a dark horse in the running. At the eleventh hour. After all the groceries for Thanksgiving have been bought and shelved in the pantry. To that I politely apologize. And offer you a slice of pie that Beck described as an… Continue reading Maple Cream Pie with Toasted Pecan Crust
Zucchini Aioli Mashed Potatoes
When served a cone of freshly crisped hand-cut fries, some of you might reach for a bottle or spoonful of ketchup. I would join you there except for very rare exceptions: there is really nothing like a crunchy French fry dipped in mayonnaise. Now hear me out, those of you scoffers who would eschew this… Continue reading Zucchini Aioli Mashed Potatoes
Zucchini Aioli Mashed Potatoes Food Photo Poetry
Zucchini Aioli Mashed Potatoes Food Photo Poetry
Honeycomb by Carol Frost
This time it started with bees. We were hunkered down in the Great Hall listening to poet and faculty member, Carol Frost, share a few poems from her newly released book “The Queen’s Desertion.” As she began to read the apiary poems, I found myself transfixed and caught like a fly in the spider’s carefully… Continue reading Honeycomb by Carol Frost
Morado Concord Grape Fig Jam
Let’s face it. We all have to start somewhere. It started with me eyeing an unexpected batch of concord grapes at a neighborhood bodega and a batch of ripe to the touch black mission figs I love so much. If The Girl and the Fig wasn’t taken as a name, it might just about sum… Continue reading Morado Concord Grape Fig Jam
Morado Jam Food Photo Poetry
Morado Jam Food Poetry