Coffee cake is one of life’s little pleasures. Simple, humble, sweet but not overly cloying, it manages to be hearty and delicate at the same time. And it freezes beautifully – so you can have some on hand whenever the craving strikes. Continue »
Coffee cake is one of life’s little pleasures. Simple, humble, sweet but not overly cloying, it manages to be hearty and delicate at the same time. And it freezes beautifully – so you can have some on hand whenever the craving strikes. Continue »
new potatoes
Growing up in Prince Edward Island made me a potatophile from day one.
I made mashed potatoes for my after-school snack, eaten while watching “The Facts of Life”.
I dated a guy in high school based solely on the fact that he worked in a dairy and could be counted on to show up at my door with a tub of sour cream, our family’s favourite condiment, every time he came to take me to the movies.
Walking through my mother’s herb garden past normal-sized patches of thyme, rosemary and chervil, you’d be ill-prepared for the sudden “Day of the Triffids” moment when you came to the end where the dill and chives grew. The dill and chives were a garden unto themselves, a massive planting that got attacked with scissors every day until the snow flew. Continue »