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These are quick, delicious and keep well in the fridge. 1/2 gal water 1 pint cider vinegar 1/2 cup pickling salt Bring the brine to a boil in a stainless steel pot. In a 2 gallon crock, place a few cloves of garlic, peeled, a hot pepper or 2 if you want the heat, and several heads of dill, like [...] My yard is way too shady to grow most veggies. I have a few tomatoes in buckets behind the garage and I usually stick a few basil plants in between the perennials. But for the most part, I get the good stuff at the West Allis Farmer’s Market. I expect at this time of the year [...] I’m not a “morning person”. I’d rather sleep until at least 9am. But in the summer…the fresh air…well, it’s worth it to get up early. I live in a medium-sized midwest city. Kinda in the ‘burbs. I have a lawn, garden, trees, a quiet street. It’s about as close to living in the country as we [...] I love to cook. No wait…I LOVE TO COOK! I also love to have a willing and open-minded audience. When I cook it is usually a surprise, even to me, what the end result will be. I must admit that I don’t take criticism very well. But I am getting less sensitive. Personal room to [...] One of the things that sold me on this house when we bought it in ’04, was the Catalpa tree. I have loved these interesting trees since we lived in Minnesota. They have huge heart shaped leaves, incredibly fragrant flowers, and long slender pods that form in late summer. Ours is probably 40 feet tall [...] I live on a corner lot in the city. We’ve been here for 5 years now. I like it. It’s manageable. My husband detests yard work. I love it. Opposites attract! We don’t completely agree on the question I pose in this title. The second year we were here, we had a big old silver maple [...] I dozed in my chair today. Saturday afternoon naps are such a luxury. The window was open a little, and I awoke to the memory-jogging sweetness of lilacs. My Dad’s parents owned a farm. Grandma Mary and Grandpa Iggy. She was Italian and he was Polish. That in itself made things interesting, and for some incredible [...] It’s kinda weird I guess. Most people have tokens of remembrance and heirlooms like jewelery, or photos, notes or cards, maybe a fishing pole and tackle box. I have Gilly’s boots. Gilly was my grandma. Mom’s mom. Her name was Gilda, but I called her Grandma Gilly from the get-go. One of 10 kids raised on [...] |
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