If you’re from the Midwest, you won’t be surprised to hear that the temperature here has been going up and down like a bouncy ball. The week before Christmas we had six inches of snow and on Christmas day, we were outside in jeans and a t-shirt enjoying nearly 70* weather. Now the week after Christmas, the temps are dropping and the wind is howling, and it’s finally starting to feel like bitter cold winter is settling in. Which means less time to play and work outside, and more time spent in the kitchen. Continue reading “Hearty, Midwest Chili”
We’ve reached the end of August and summer is still going strong. Even though I’m longing for sweater weather, the extended heat is allowing our garden to continue thriving. After a slow start, our tomato plants have finally taken off and our kitchen is full of little orange globes bursting with summer sweetness.
Our cherry tomato plants, in particular, have taken over the garden. No matter how I try to support them, it seems they outgrow the space they’ve been given within minutes of being re-staked. These overgrown plants have given us dozens of tomatoes in the past couple weeks, and we’ve had to adjust our dinner menus accordingly. Continue reading “Spicy Lemon Chicken Pasta with Garden Tomatoes and Basil”
This morning I ran to the grocery store to grab a gallon of milk in fear that we wouldn’t have enough to make it to nap time. While I was walking quickly through the aisles to get to the dairy, I was struck by the sheer volume of prepackaged and canned food. And I thought to myself, What would our ancestors say if they walked into one of our grocery stores today?
I’m not naive enough to think that prepackaged foods have only been around in my lifetime. I know supermarkets have slowly filled their shelves with boxes of muffins and cans of spaghetti-os. But when did we get to the point where the majority of food in the grocery store comes boxed up with the phrase “just add water” tattooed across the front? Continue reading “Finding family around the table”
A summertime barbecue is not complete without a classic summer potato salad. Because, let’s be honest with ourselves, what do we actually want beside our bratwurst and burgers? Carbs, in potato form.
This past Saturday was a productive (and hectic) day for our family.Earlier in the spring I decided it would be a good idea to run a half marathon in the fall, which meant I had to run. for multiple miles. yikes! After a taxing, but fulfilling, five miles, we got to work on our list of “to do’s” including canning more strawberry jam, making strawberry and mango fruit leather, dehydrating limes for zest, and trying to figure out what pesty creatures were taking over my squash plants. In the midst of all this, friends of ours reached out for a game night. Continue reading “Classic Summer Potato Salad”
Now that it’s really cold outside, I want to eat pasta all of the time. And, you know, I’m seven months pregnant so nothing sounds better than carbs and cheese.
This week we made lasagna – but we mixed it up a bit. We traded in your typical red sauce for alfredo and swapped out the filling for a creamy pea and bacon mixture. This recipe originally came from a cookbook we have called Poor Girl Gourmet, but after making it a few times, I’ve tweaked it to fit our tastes. Continue reading “Bacon, Pea, Alfredo Lasagna”
I love digging into a plate of pasta. Part of that stems from my love of carbs (and really, who doesn’t love carbs?). And the other part of that stems from the fact that my father is Italian.
Well, he thinks he is, at least.
Growing up we ate pasta at least once, if not twice a week. But now, my parents have limited their carb intake and my sister was diagnosed with celiacs (aka gluten intolerance). Thankfully, I’m married with my own family and I can make pasta as often as I please — which is a lot, especially now that I’m pregnant with baby #2 (six months down, three to go!).