Molasses Ginger Cookies

This is the cookie recipe that I make so often my family calls them simply “Sue’s Cookies”. I’ve been making them ever since I learned to bake. . . . → Read More: Molasses Ginger Cookies

Crunchy Granola

When I was in college, my friends and I termed anything reminiscent of hippie culture “crunchy granola”. Organic food, bare feet, long hair and long skirts, you know the kind of thing I mean. Stuff that would be natural to people who probably make their own granola.

Well look what happened . . . → Read More: Crunchy Granola

German Apple Pancake

At last the cooler weather of fall has returned and I feel called to my stove once again. For the past four months I’ve barely done any baking and precious little of the kind of slow-cooked dinners that my husband enjoys. Instead we’ve had lots of quick pasta dishes, salads of many kinds, . . . → Read More: German Apple Pancake

Wine Tasting in the Finger Lakes

My husband and I had resolved we would only buy wines that were special in some way. By that we meant no wines that could be produced better elsewhere. I didn’t want wine that was pretty good for a New York wine, but wine that was worth drinking no matter where it was from. I thought that would be a pretty tough standard based on my past experience with the region, but instead we found ourselves struggling to narrow down the list as the tastings progressed and we grew more and more impressed. . . . → Read More: Wine Tasting in the Finger Lakes

Eggs from Pet Chickens

It seems almost every cultural phenomenon inspires a reaction against it. Now that so many of us get a majority of our calories from fast food or from venti frappucinos slurped in our cars, I’m reading more and more pleas for people to get back in touch with where their food comes from. Often this comes with a suggestion to support your local farmers market, or to try growing a few of your own vegetables. Earlier this summer I visited friends who are taking that idea a step further and raising their own chickens for eggs. . . . → Read More: Eggs from Pet Chickens

Heirloom Tomatoes Are a Treasure

One of the advantages of living in the suburbs is that I finally have enough space for a small vegetable garden. Back when I was living in D.C., I had only a tiny postage stamp in front of my townhouse, and considered myself lucky to have that. Now I have a space ten . . . → Read More: Heirloom Tomatoes Are a Treasure

Mulberry Jam?

In front of my house, in the suburbs of Washington, D.C., is an old and distinguished-looking black mulberry tree. It’s probably about fifty years old, which makes it about the same age as my house, and I think it must be a miracle the tree has survived this long. Everyone who’s ever looked at . . . → Read More: Mulberry Jam?