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It’s Back!

It’s that time of year.

I found the Holy Trinity of Fruit – strawberriesblueberries, and raspberries at the farmer’s market today. Get all three while you can at a farmer stand near you. I think I need to make some angel food cake or perhaps roll a ball of ice cream*.

"holy trinity of fruit"

*Last week on Cape Cod we enjoyed lobster and home made ice cream which we made in our ice cream ball. There is no paddle so the ice cream can be a little soft, but it is divine and a whole lot of fun to make. Simply load up your ingredients, screw on the lid, add ice and rock salt to the other end and toss around. We made coffee, but for the Holy Trinity I would make vanilla.

"Lobster on the Cape"

"ice cream ball"

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Glitter with a Kiss

Most people do not know this about me but I have a secret passion for things that glitter and shine. It’s not overt, like my friend Olivia who has her own tiara she wears when she’s at home (which I admire her for). For the most part my penchant for glitter has been something only my closest friends and family knew about, well until now that is. Some of you know that one of my guilty pleasures is watching Dancing with the Stars. For my birthday this year Shawn and the kids made me my own set of vote-at-home glittery paddles, and after six years of watching the show I can predict the judges scores 96% of the time, even if I don’t always agree with them. I may not be able to rumba but I do know which paddle you’ll use Len Goodman!

"home made dancing with the stars paddles"

My own glittery paddles that I vote at home with for Dancing with the Stars

So when I was asked to help with the food for The Academy at Charlemont‘s semi formal this year I decided to add a little sparkle by building another Hershey’s Kiss Chandelier. About twenty-five years ago I had made a chandelier out of Kisses for an Aids benefit auction. The winning bidder donated the chandelier to a local hospice house and when it had been stripped of kisses they gave me back the forms, which have languished in our barn ever since. The Academy is very small so rather than have a senior prom which would consist of 17 kids and their dates, the entire school is invited to “Semi”. Each year the juniors are in charge of decorations and food with the knowledge that A) they will never have to do it again and B) next year’s juniors will do it for them. Normally the refreshments consist of bowls of candy, a few platters of cookies from a box store along with a never-ending supply of punch. While the bottomless bowls of punch seemed like a good idea, the only thing I bought at the local box store were three gigantic bags of milk chocolate kisses.

"Class of 2012 fruit kabobs"

Fruit kabobs stuck into watermelon bases that read “Yay class of 2012”

Parents of 11th graders were willing to contribute platters of delicious home-made food for semi, while a small band of us made over 100 fruit kabobs from watermelons, cantaloupes, honeydew, red & green grapes, and blueberries. The kabobs turned out to be as popular and as thirst quenching as the punch.

"Hershey's Kiss Chandelier"

Hershey’s Kiss Chandelier

The glittery Hershey’s Kiss Chandelier was a recreation of one I had made many years ago. As with many of my projects I didn’t have pictures of the finished product since I typically run so close to my deadlines. My memory was a bit vague about how long the strands of kisses should be or how the kisses had been arranged but I did remember each strand was anchored with a small plastic pearl. I bought some spray paint to spruce up the form and Isabelle invited a few intrepid friends over (thanks Arcadia and Richard) to pull the little white kiss papers out of ten pounds of Hershey kisses. The three of them took turns drilling holes in each de-papered kiss. Then the threading began.

"hershey kiss chandelier prep"

Pulling the papers prior to drilling

"drilling holes one kiss at a time"

Drilling holes, one kiss at a time

For one afternoon Stephen’s mom Heidi came over and helped me wire on glass chandelier pieces that I’d been hoarding for a day when I might need them. Since I anticipated the chandelier being denuded during the dance  I didn’t want it to lose all its sparkle before the dance ended.

"base for hershey's kiss chandelier"

Base with a few real crystals

On the day of the semi I strung kisses along with Vickie and Jackie, two other 11th grade moms. With just a few hours until the dance started the chandelier got packed into my car and off I went to the dance site to set it all up.

"kiss chandelier en route to the dance"

Things got a little dodgy when we realized the chain cutters Shawn had given me were unable to cut the chain we’d brought to string the two levels together with. Either we didn’t have his superhuman strength or we needed a slightly more formidable set of cutters. My two helpers Richard and Patrick were real troopers as we duck taped, sticky puttied, and basically jerry-rigged the chandelier onto a beam (we weren’t allowed to screw in an eye bolt either so we had to use a clamp instead). Finally the chandelier was up and looking very sparkly indeed. A little crocked perhaps, but sparkly nonetheless.

"Hershey Kiss chandelier"

A little crocked from this angle

The dance was wonderful, and I didn’t come home with a single kiss except the one on my cheek from Isabelle.

"Semi 2012"

Thanks again to everyone who helped put the chandelier and all the food together. It was a deliciously rocking semi!

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Winter Grilling and Anniversaries

My parents did it and so did my husband and I. We met on a blind date and then married exactly one year later. My parents went on their blind date in 1959, married in 1960, and had me in 1961. Shawn and I had our blind date in 1993, married in 1994, and our daughter Isabelle was born in 1995 (amazingly she actually managed to be born on my parent’s wedding anniversary). Today is 19 years from that blind date with my husband and 18 years from our wedding day.

"wedding day march 6 1994"

March 6, 1994

Over the intervening years a lot has changed while a lot has stayed the same. We still live in the same house, though we own it now instead of renting it. Our family is slightly larger now–Russell arrived two years after his big sister. We have different pets than when we started out. All in all though things are pretty much the same. Shawn still fixes things and puns a lot. I do most of the cooking and say everything three times. Every so often we mix it up. I’ll fix a something (and feel really proud of doing so) and Shawn will brave my territory and step into the kitchen to cook dinner. Actually he steps through the kitchen and out to the grill.

"shawn grilling anniversary lamb"

Grilling in winter

Grilling in the winter is something I grew up with, which is a bit strange given that I grew up outside of of one of the snowiest areas in the northeast – Syracuse, New York and now reside in western Massachusetts. Logic has little to do with it, it’s primarily tradition – my grandfather did it, my Dad still does it, as does my husband. Really all you need are a warm coat, enough charcoal, and sometimes a fedora (my grandpa always wore a fedora while grilling). There are times in New England winters when it really is too cold to grill, at least with charcoal. If you choose the right day though, and have plenty of charcoal along with a warm pair of boots you’ll end up with a divine dinner.

"anniversary dinner menu"

So that’s what we had–grilled lamb, boiled potatoes, brussell sprouts sauted in garlic, salad, and chocolate brownies. Yum. I only set the table. Sorry there’s no recipe, but I wasn’t the cook. Shawn said he rubbed the lamb with crushed garlic, salt, pepper, olive oil, and thyme before putting it on the flames and I am here to testify that it was DELICIOUS!!!

"winter grilling"

Grilling lamb

So thanks sweetie for 19 amazing years and an incredible anniversary dinner – xoxoxo

"anniversary dinner"

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Craving Snail Mail & Recipe Card Give-a-Way

Recently three things happened that made me decide to offer another giveaway. The first was I received a wonderful hand-made card from my friend Carol. The only other people who send me snail mail are my Mom, and that is somewhat by default since she doesn’t use a computer (my Dad has to print out these blog posts for her to see which is beyond sweet of him-thanks Dad) and my friend Alexis who lives in France. I fully accept that a big part of the problem is me – you have to send mail to receive mail. The irony is that I used to be a wonderful letter writer. In the past I wrote reams of letters. When I look at the boxes of letters I received in return (yes, I keep all my personal correspondence) it is like piecing together a map of my friends and my lives. Truly something I miss and which can’t be replaced by any number of emails or postings on my facebook wall. The second thing that happened was I read this blog post. Over the last year and a bit as I have been writing posts for this blog and scampering all over the house to unearth the various recipes I want to share (full disclosure here my “filing system” is a bit like a squirrel who hides nuts–things are stored all over the place-the difference being that unlike most squirrels I can usually remember where I’ve put something) I have become acutely aware of how important these beloved recipes are and the myriad of forms they take. Some of the recipes I’ve shared are from books whose spines are cracked open to that particular page with notes scribbled into the margins, others are hand written onto cards, dashed onto the back of an envelope or a sheet of torn out notebook paper, several are xeroxed and dog-eared after being scrunched in the back of the silverware drawer. I know where each and every one of them resides but that doesn’t mean that another person could ever find them. After reading Elissa Altman’s post her words resonated with me for the next several days about the importance of history and the stories behind each of each recipes/cookbooks we use.

“Cookbooks [and recipes] tell us who we are, what we’ve done, and how we’ve lived. We’d do well to remember that, to hang on to them like family bibles, and to pass them on to others who’ll cherish them.”

The third thing which led down the path to another give-a-way was I realized was how utterly unsearchable this blog was. Unless you were looking for a recent post or you’d had the foresight to print out a copy there was no way you could find any of the recipes. I’ve electronically fixed the problem (if your computer is on) by adding a recipe index. There you’ll find links to all of the recipes in this blog, which will be update as I add more. It doesn’t however solve the problem of what to do if your computer isn’t on.

So to that end I decided to hold another give-a-way which will be a set of  hand written recipe cards of all the recipes found on this blog (to date) for two readers. Yup, I’m going to copy out each recipe twice and send it off via snail mail to two randomly selected people who make a comment below about where they keep their favorite recipes. All you have to do to qualify is leave a comment below so I know you want to be entered into the giveaway. You have until midnight on Wednesday, March 7th to enter. I will then randomly choose the two winners and contact them by email to get their snail mail addresses. Good luck!

"envelopes for give-a-way"

*For those of you with long memories you may remember that I intend to turn the recipes gathered in this blog into a book someday. I’m still planning on doing that, but it may not be soon so this give-a-way is for the meantime.

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Cake Not Cake

My daughter is stronger than I–she can live without refined sugar. So for her birthday party last night I was wracking my brain as to what sort of “cake” I could make for her and her friends, that didn’t have processed sugar in it. I stumbled upon a “cake” made of watermelon slices on pinterest (my guilty internet pleasure). It looks like the original idea came from here, though I can’t say for certain.

"watermelon cake"

Isabelle’s watermelon cake

Given that I was making this cake in the middle of January there weren’t lots of choices for watermelons. I made this out of four personal size watermelons. I think it would be better if you could make it out of a really long summer watermelon, that way the slices would fit together better. Even though my slices were a little uneven it all got gobbled up.

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