Really Good French Toast

Decadent. 

I think that's the best word to describe this recipe. Definitely delicious. Definitely Amazing. But mostly, decadent. 

My mom started making this recipe when I was in high school and we all immediately fell in love with it. We would often have it for birthday breakfasts, or let's face it, weeknight suppers. 

Orange Jello Salad

I am fortunate to remember knowing three of my great-grandparents, all on my mom's side. Grandma Tippie-Toes, mom's paternal grandmother lived to be 101 and died when I was a teenager. I have many memories of laughing at her quirky ways and funny sayings. Grandpa Armond and Grandma Dorothy, mom's maternal grandparents, died when I was four, so my memories of them are few, but vivid. 

How To: Freezer Corn

A few weeks ago, I drove out to Amish country and met my mother-in-law at the local farmer's market. It's an enormous sprawling thing with vendors selling anything and everything that can be homemade or grown on the farm. Here someone is selling candies, red fireballs and sugar-dusted gummies and proud looking chocolates, smartly decorated. A lady calls out to look at her fresh baked bread, oatmeal and wheat and cinnamon raisin. The smell of yeast is hard to resist as you pass her by. Another proudly shows her canned goods, peach preserves and raspberry jams standing at attention, tempting you to buy a jar and revisit the baked goods. And then there is the produce. Rows of green and red peppers, bins of green beans and snap peas, peaches and plums carefully placed in baskets, and buckets of unshucked corn. 

Key Lime Pie

Summer is winding down. The days aren't quite so hot and there's a cool breeze playing with my long white drapes. The sycamores are dropping crunchy brown leaves, littering my lawn with their offerings. It's the last week of August and moms are frantically trying to prepare for those first days of school. And I even made an apple crumble the other day. 

Blueberry Muffins or A Morning on a Lake in Maine

It was early morning when my sister and I pulled on our jeans and flannel shirts and snuck out the back door, taking care not to wake the sleepers on the porch. The day before had been chilly and windy, making the lake choppy and unfit for boating. But this morning my eyes had flown open with the realization that I could not hear the breaking of waves on the rocky shoreline. The lake was still. 

How To: Lemonade

Is there anything as refreshing as lemonade on a hot summer day? 

Bruschetta

We attempted a very small garden this year. Just a cherry tomato, a few pepper plants and some herbs. However, looking at my small plot of earth you don't even notice the little pepper plants and ground-hugging herbs. The tomato has completely taken over. It's almost comical. These minuscule tomatoes growing on this gargantuan plant. It has scrambled over the edges of the cage, reaching long with its branches. It has spilled over onto the sidewalk and is creeping up my back steps. The other plants are hidden in a kind of tomato bower, probably feeling smothered and wondering if the sun will ever shine again. 

Chicken and Basil Cream

Every home has a gathering place. For some it's the den or family room, all gathered around, watching sports or playing games. For some it's a spot on the porch or patio, sipping lemonade while kids splash in the pool or roasting marshmallows around an open fire. For our family, in the home I grew up in, it's the kitchen. 

Chocolate Sauce

It was one of those still summer evenings when the air hangs thickly, too heavy for movement, sticking closer than you'd like. It had been a hot day, and though the sun had set, the earth wasn't ready to give in to the coolness just yet. In the dusk, fireflies began to twinkle from their hidden hollows, gathering courage to take flight as the backdrop of night came on. A glistening frog leapt into the pond, sending ripples of consequence across the glassy surface, while peepers and cicadas gave voice in the evening air.

Skillet Pizza

When I was newly married, my mom bought me a cookbook that specialized in recipes for two people. I was getting tired of recipes that made so much that we'd have leftovers for a week (and so was my husband) and I eagerly began scanning the cookbook for recipes. 

One of my early successes was this pizza and it's since become a family favorite. Browning the pizza in a skillet before popping it in the oven gives it a super crispy crust that we love. And it's super fast, just 3 minutes on the stovetop and 7 in the oven.

We love it so much, I'm pretty sure we will have to invest in another skillet as our family expands!