January 27, 2015

Just like Laura Ingalls

Note the dog picture thrown in as he looked so cute after being dried off after snow and has little to do with taffy.
On a family list to try - maple taffy like they made in the Little House on the Prairie. Snow required -thanks to the not as bad as predicted snowstorm, we have that (it's freezing out there!). Various websites said boil maple syrup until a candy thermometer says nuclear hot or whatever. We don't have one of those but neither did Laura. We tried their "forms. Ball in cold water" alternate, never seemed to get there but seemed to double in size. We decided it was taffy ready when we got tired of waiting. You then pour the super hot maple syrup into a cake tin that has packed down fresh snow....it does harden but the snow started to melt so fast that we grabbed a strainer and poured out the maple watery stuff. What is left is too sweet for
More than a taste unless you are the fellow historian cook teen with a sore throat. Bummed no vanilla ice cream in
The house (would have been a perfect combo) but the son
Had a good idea to throw in some walnuts as it hardened into a sticky lake of hard taffy. Note -many sticky spoons, pot, cake tin. We
Think the leftover will be great added to oatmeal -especially with walnuts. Thanks, Laura, and we didn't even have to look out for bears.
Although typing all this out on a phone is, indeed, a bear.

January 26, 2015

Stay safe and warm!

The snow already falling here, blizzard on its way. Stay cozy and safe, everyone!

January 25, 2015

Happy Burns Night!

The birthday of my wonderful mother who is missed every day - and she married a Scot - perfect. Hope you are all having a great Burns night.  Cheers! (Toasting with my orange herbal tea).

January 1, 2015

Welcome the New Year 2015

To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.

-  Jean-Paul Sartre

The New Year rolls in, the fresh calendars are put out, the list of resolutions grows and grows for me as I like a long one full of hopes and goals.  Still we are in winter, approaching the heart of it, end of January and early February's brutal cold just around the bend.  I like this time, turn on the heater, pull on a sweater, interior, inner, darker, deeper.  This is when the roots grow for whatever you are planting, this is the time to make sure they are sturdy, that they go deep and true.  Don't rush.  Find the long quiet and temper your restless spirit to it.  This is when you understand whether you have hope or not, do you trust the eventual bloom?  Cultivate this heart in this cold season.  Slow slow slow.  Make tea, put seed in the planter for the birds, rest, let your rushing mind calm.  Take a long nap.  It's okay to hibernate, it's winter after all.