walnuts

As much as I love the rhythms and routines of canning and making jam, there’s something about the slow, quiet act of cracking and picking apart nuts that speaks to me. Once again, my parents’ towering English walnut tree let loose a bumper crop of nice nuts, and a few weeks ago, I got a […]

{ 8 comments }

I’m currently broadcasting from sunny Anderson, California on this relaxing (definitely NOT shopping-til-I-drop) day after Thanksgiving. Last night’s meal was predictably fabulous: turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, fruit, cranberry sauce, mashed sweet potato and carrot dish, and marinated tempeh, followed by apple, pumpkin, and/or berry pie. Probably 90% of it was homemade/homegrown, mostly by my parents, […]

{ 9 comments }

My mom’s family lives in the Bay Area and other parts of California, so for the last 20 years, we’ve had a Thanksgiving tradition of meeting approximately halfway between San Francisco and my hometown of Philomath, Oregon and renting a house in Northern California for the long weekend. When Henry started coming along with me […]

{ 9 comments }