Two weeks ago (or something close to that) I posted about our garden and a few books we are using in the gardening process. One book several of you asked about was the Our Year in the Garden journal. At the time, there really wasn’t…

There is a gate leading to a small field close to our house. We took family pictures there a few years ago, when we were waiting for our youngest to come home: As we pass by on walks, the open gate beckons my oldest daughter…

Ignorance is bliss. This holds true for many of the recipes my grandma passed down to me. For years, decades really, I ate and ate the desserts she made. No one can make a blackberry cobbler like she did. Most holidays she made Millionaire Pie.…

Yesterday I hosted my first family holiday dinner, excluding Chinese New Years. We started the CNY dinner a few years ago, so it is a relatively new tradition for our extended family. Easter. Thanksgiving. Christmas – those are the holidays my grandparents, parents and Aunt…

The oldest I could have been was eight. I remember a saw, “blood”, my mom panicking and my dad laughing. I don’t remember being scared at all. I’m pretty sure I must have known it was a joke, maybe dad included me in on it.…