Said no one, ever (French Fridays with Dorie: French Lentils)

There are certain phrases that I am pretty are not uttered in the normal course of things...

"Yes, that outfit does look really as bad as you think it does."

"Gee, ice storms sure are fun."

"Oh, yeah, winter is coming." (At least not if you live North of the 42 parallel...)

"Those lentils sure look pretty" (said no one, ever).


#sorrynotsorry (French Fridays with Dorie: Curried Chicken, Peppers and Peas en Papillote...or not)

Likes and dislikes are a funny thing.

They aren't always based in logic and I am not convinced that we have 100% control over what we like and don't like.

I know that tastes can be "acquired" - mind over matter and all that, but does that mean we really LIKE something?

The older I get, the more decisive I have become about giving things a chance. I will try (almost) anything once. Beyond that, I make no promises. I am not sure if that is a positive or negative trait... #sorrynotsorry


Holding on (Tuesdays with Dorie BwJ: Oven-Roasted Plum Cake)

Today, I saw some trees exhibit the first flush of autumn.

Edges of green leaves starting to shift toward shades of orange and red.

The days have taken a Jekyll and Hyde approach - one day is firmly planted in the realm of summer, the next sending bold hints about the days ahead.

I have a love-hate relationship with these last few weeks of summer.

On one hand, I am looking forward to the glory that is early autumn in Upstate NY. Few things compare to those lazy, weekend afternoon drives through the mountains when the leaves are at the peak of color.

On the other hand, I know that those lovely days are soon to be followed by long stretches of sub-freezing weather and many hours of "quality time" with snow shovels and mind-numbing cold.

I have decided that I am going to hold on to every last vestige of summer as tightly as I can - there is no need to surrender yet...


Isn't is ironic, don't you think... (French Fridays with Dorie: Chanterelles with Napa and Nuts - kind of...)

Am I the only person who experiences the following phenomenon? A certain item seems to be everywhere, that is, until you are looking for it...

Your house keys.

Your favorite pair of shoes.

Your house keys.

The DVD for the movie that just was just released two weeks ago that you missed in the theaters and totally wanted to see.

Your house keys.

Chanterelles mushrooms.


(French Fridays with Dorie: Couscous Salad)

It is a rainy, overcast day in August here in Upstate NY.

Runner Girl is back to school

The temperatures have dropped below seasonable temperatures.

And frankly, I am a little confused about what season it is right now.

Back to school always meant the beginning of fall around here (i.e. the Thursday after Labor Day) - now that back to school happens in mid-August, I have to keep reminding myself that summer has yet to run its course.

I don't have to put away the deck furniture.

The shovels and snow blower can stay put away for a few more months.

The lawn still needs to be mowed and the mulch beds still need weeding (and probably will all the way until they are covered with snow).