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A Delicious (and Peppy) New Year

Right before Christmas Paul spent some time staying with his parents while on a work trip to NYC.

When he came back, he brought with him a crazy wonderful gift from his parents:

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A beautiful Kitchenaid espresso machine.

Wowza!

We have spent the holiday in a caffeine – fueled burst of deliciousness.  As for the kids, they have a new favorite: steamers (steamed and frothed milk with flavored syrup).

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I may be a little jacked up on caffeine right now, but I can’t enough enough of the little shots of espresso Paul has been making me, sweetened with a bit of sugar and mixed with frothed heavy cream.

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So decadently brilliant.

My waistline doesn’t stand a chance.


Tagged: food

Strawberry In Chocolate …

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Surprise Package …

Recently we received a box in the mail.  Gotta love the clever packaging…

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Locked door.  Hid in kitchen.  Opened box.

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Opening…

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It had its own ice pack…

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Another box.

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Oh my, huge chocolate covered strawberries… are you drooling yet ?

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How about now ?

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Thank you Lois and Dianne :)


It’s Tradition, Damn It

Is it just me or is the week before Christmas pretty much a throw away?  Everyone has checked out at this point.

Since we can’t seem to concentrate on work, school has nothing but been various crafts and some reading.

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The big craft day was spent making gingerbread houses.  This year I ordered the kits from King Arthur Flour, and I am pretty happy that I did.  Usually we just grab the kits from WalMart or Michael’s, but they honestly taste pretty bad.  Like dog – food bad.  We have fun assembling them, but then they sit there for a month until I finally throw them away.

This year’s kits were much tastier and came with better candy.

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In the evening afterwards we packed into the car – as our tradition dictates – and drove around looking at the christmas lights.

Doesn’t it sound idyllic and warm and cozy and sweet?

It wasn’t.

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It was more of an exercise in extreme parenting.  Oona was entertained for all of 20 minutes, and then she and Neve took turns hitting and pinching each other, crying, whining and complaining “But it’s HER fault!”

You want to know the other part?  This is how it is every year.  EVERY. DAMN. YEAR.

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Yet we do it anyway.  We even look forward to it, naively believing that this year will finally be better.

It’s a tradition, and darn it one day they will be thankful we suffered through it every year.  One year I brought hot cocoa and homemade white chocolate – mint popcorn for everyone but they ended up spilling the cocoa, needing to pee every 5 minutes and only 2 of us liked the popcorn.

We don’t do that anymore.

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I was seriously starting to get a good holiday cheer going – really getting into the spirit at first.

By the time we got home I just wanted everyone to go to bed so I could have a nice stiff drink.

You know what?  We’ll do it again next year.  Traditions are like that.  Sometimes in the moment they are painful, but the more you do it (and perhaps the further away you are from it in time) the rosier they seem and the more meaningful they become.  For us, the annual viewing of the lights means christmas is less than a week away.  Our holiday season would be incomplete without it , temper tantrums and all.

 


Tagged: food, Homeschooling, Seasons

Sugar High

Yesterday we hosted our annual Cookie Exchange – today we all have food hangovers.  Which we are treating by eating mostly cookies.

I didn’t manage to take many pictures – too busy having fun with friends, you know – but Paul got some with his phone.

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Oona had to be held back from eating the cookies I made for the party.

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I think I was telling them about the mole Orzo had dug up during the party.  I had run out there after people were telling me they saw him playing with something (I was afraid that despite the colder temps it might be a snake) and found him grabbing at a very fat mole.  My first instinct was to grab it and chuck it outside the field, but then Orzo grabbed it in his mouth and flung it – right into my face.  It shrieked and I was caught off guard.  So I held Orzo back while it burrowed away.

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Emily took advantage of our internet – it has not been working properly at Juniper Moon Farm.

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I love this picture of Keith and daughter Katie.

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Everyone wore their poinsettia pins we made for them!

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Even blurry, Jessie looks great.  I tell ya.

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You can focus on it being a terribly unflattering picture, or you can focus on the fact that I finished my dress in time to wear it for the party.

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Good lord my friend Theresa makes cute babies.  I just wanted to grab little Teddy here and snuggle him all day.

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A rare picture of Emily in the wild.  She has decided the only pictures of her that she will allow are during JMF photoshoots.  You know, when you’ve had a personal stylist and professional photographer working with you, I guess it would be hard to go back to “normal” pictures.  Or she is just pulling the “surly teenager” card.

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Maddie and Gully spent plenty of quality relaxing time after the party.

We were worn out from all that fun! And food! (And just maybe the wine and the delicious  hard cider that Theresa brought).

 


Tagged: food, Pets, Sewing

Weeknight Potato Soup

One of the downsides of my weirdo illness is that I am hardly ever hungry anymore. It goes along nicely with another one of the downsides; the fact that there is almost nothing I can eat right now without getting sick.

But this afternoon I found myself crazy hungry and craving potato soup. I wanted to capitalize on my hunger really quickly before it was gone, so I put together a lightening fast version that would probably work well for weeknights when you really don’t have an hour to pull together dinner.

Start by slowly browning 6 ounces of pancetta over low heat. If you don’t have pancetta, bacon will totally do. I used to call pancetta “fancy bacon” but I bought this pancetta at Target, so not so fancy.

While the pancetta browns, pop four large potatoes in the microwave for as long as it takes them to cook through and become tender. In my microwave, that’s about 13 minutes, but your milage may vary.

Remove the browned pancetta from the pan with a slotted spoon. This next part is critical: do not eat more than half of the browned pancetta while you are waiting for the soup to finish cooking. No one will know that you’ve been sneaking it if you strictly limit yourself to half.

Sautee one chopped onion in the pancetta fat (you can add a glug of olive oil or butter if you need more fat, but you should have enough.) Cook the onion till soft but not necessarily brown.

When the potatoes are cooked through and have cooled a bit, cut a slit in the jackets and crumble the inside into the soup pot. Stir together with the onion and allow to cook for a minute or two.

Add 64 ounces of chicken stock, homemade or from a box. [If you have a problem with my okaying the use of  store-bought stock you can A) Call my culinary school and demand that they rescind my diploma or B) Bite me. (Backstory.)] Heat the soup though over medium-high heat.

Now, at this stage you have some options. You can serve the soup just like it is. Or you can remove the pot from heat and then add one cup of whole milk. Or you can remove the pot from heat and then add one cup of cream. All three make wonderful soups, just with varying degrees of richness and creaminess. The important thing is not to add the dairy over the heat, or you run the risk of curdling the soup.

Serve the soup with the pancetta on the side, along with grated cheese (just about any hard or moldy cheese will work wonderfully) and some chopped green onions.

Now curl up in front of a Love Actually, pour yourself a glass of wine and enjoy!

 

Making Days

As the days start to pick up speed toward christmas we’ve been spending a little less time with math and science and more time with reading, writing, baking,  and crafting.

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While the orgy of cookie and cake baking hasn’t quite begun in earnest, there are some being made.

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Maddie made both butter cookies for frosting and hamantaschen.

I hadn’t ordered the really good gel food coloring from King Arthur Flour as I had planned, mostly because the box we got from the local Food Lion promised to give true colors.  But, as you can see, we got more of a pastel effect from them than we would like.

Oh well.  Next time.

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The hamantaschen will not last long.  There’s a long list of cookies that we will make out of tradition, and there’s a long list of cookies we’d like to try.  I think the kitchen will be working pretty well non – stop for the next two weeks.

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And here’s a sneak peak of the dress I am making for myself.  The fabric is wonderful – a festive and soft plaid shirting from Robert Kaufman.

It will be my third time using this pattern from Sew Lisette.  It’s probably my favorite one.

Soon we’ll be making gingerbread houses and settling in for nightly holiday movie viewings – though I am definitely putting Love Actually on tonight for knitting entertainment.  Maybe a fire, too.  And popcorn.

 

 

 


Tagged: food, Seasons

Livestock Misconceptions

My kids and my husband recently visited his family for Thanksgiving while I stayed behind to care for my animals and for the animals at Juniper Moon Farm while Susan and Emily were with family.  Don’t worry!  I had a lovely and relaxing dinner with my parents, who live nearby.

What is interesting about this set-up is that it was left to Paul to tell everyone all about our new animals and small farm.

Y’all, the animals and farming are aaaalllllll me.  Paul doesn’t know a whole lot about the animals or their care.  He just knows I love it and supports me however he can.

So it slipped past him (but not my kid) when a certain family member remarked that sheep are “stinky and gross”.

Now.

Really?

I would like to know how someone who has spent their entire life in cities would know anything about this.  My guess is that what she knows comes from factory farms and misinformation.  My other guess is that because this is the same family member who has done nothing but snub and insult me since marrying into the family that she was just being snarky.

Either way,  I am going to clear this up, right now.

Sheep are NOT stinky and gross.

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Sheep are sweet, friendly creatures that are happiest lounging in the grass, chewing on some hay, enjoying each other’s company. They will nuzzle you and follow you around the pasture if they know you.

Since all they eat is vegetable – based, their waste is pretty compact and odorless.  It makes fantastic compost.

You want stinky sheep?  You’d have to have them overcrowded in a muddy lot or barn with no fresh grasses or hay and not a lot of fresh air.  And even then, it’s the accumulation of their waste products that is stinky, not the sheep itself.  A healthy sheep (or any livestock) operation has none of the kinds of malodorous disasters that so many people seem to associate with  livestock these days. Trust me – we don’t want our animals in that kind of bad shape any more than you do!

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These kinds of misconceptions are harmful to us small farmers and hobbyists, because it is people with these beliefs that tend to want to live in the country but don’t want to be near any country animals.  In other words, subdivision dwellers who don’t like the small farm next door.  They are also the ones with the lobbying powers who push people like me out.

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This is also the reason why people can have as many dogs as they want – some the size of small horses, for goodness sake – but bring home a goat and people lose their minds.

Compared to dogs, most livestock are cleaner, quieter, and less prone to trouble.  When was the last time you heard of a pack of sheep roaming the neighborhood, tearing into your garbage?  And let me tell you – dog poo is far more foul than sheep’s and goats’.  Not only that, but can your dog provide you with fresh eggs, or milk or wool?  But for some reason, multiple dogs and cats roaming everywhere are okay.  I love my cats and dogs to the moon and back, but I understand they are not the only game in town pet – wise.

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The other side of this that is sad is that those same dogs are among the top predators of rural livestock.  And I don’t mean wild dogs (though they are a big threat, no doubt) – I am talking about peoples’ pets.  And because most people don’t understand that sheep can make just as lovely pets for a family as dogs, sympathy generally lies with a dog owner when tragedy strikes and someone’s roaming lab hurts some sheep.

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My point in all of this is that before you make an assumption, before you open your mouth or take action based on what you think you know: just double check.  It doesn’t hurt to be sure you are right before suggesting the rest of us follow along with you.

And one more thing: it’s the chickens that are the stinky ones.

Just sayin’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Tagged: Farm, food, Pets

I Do Too Bake …

…not often and not very many things.  OK, mostly only one thing.  Susan Branch‘s recipe for nut bread… or in my case walnut/banana/raisin/cinnamon/nutmeg bread.

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So simple even I can do it :)

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PS – I made the plate too.


Gingerbread House …

My creation