This might just be the last of it. The last of my garden, the last of my beets and carrots, kale and salad greens. Good riddance…I mean that, I do. This past season was brutal- growing less than kind. A portion of this years beds, a number of my beautiful little food producers suffered and in the end collapsed. The worst part? I was powerless as my plants devolved to pathetic. My kale became infested with tiny bugs early on and it seemed there was nothing that I could do to deter the little fuckers. Resigned, I ate (a lot of) insects and tried to not think about it too much.

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Camping is not something I do too often and theres a couple reasons for that. First, I dislike tents (and people for some reason are always really opposed to me sleeping by the fire- which is where Im most comfortable) and second, I love food too much to suffer through canned chili and fucking trail mix for days on end. Well, I can finally put one of those issues to rest- I was sent a cookbook to review and I am smitten with it. This is no ordinary recipe book…this is a cookbook for me and for all the other folks out there that want to camp but are unwilling to settle for sub par meals while enjoying the outdoors.

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I dont like pie. I know, I know- everyone fucking loves pie, I hear about it all the time. Pie this and pie that and “oh its so good” and “you dont know what you’re missing” and “you’re the devil” and “its really in right now” and blah blah blah. But I dont- and do you know why? Because I still have all my teeth. Pie is old people food. Dont get me wrong, at 70, Im sure Ill adore pie- hell, Im sure Ill eat it for every damn meal and enjoy each soggy bite- but until then, no thanks. But cobbler, (which is kind of the cousin of pie) is a different story. Im a fan. Admittedly, my tastes dont always make a whole hell of a lot of sense, but there it is. Im complicated- dont judge.

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Im quickly nearing my asparagus threshold. Real quickly. And when I say “quickly” what I mean is I have surpassed it altogether….a week ago. Asparagus in any and all forms makes me scowl. Perhaps I overdid it by eating it every day? Well…yes, yes that may be the case but who knew? It was so delicious and fresh and screamed Spring and I loved it and ate it greedily knowing that it would be gone just as quick as it had come and then I liked it too much and now I hate it. And that folks, is the story of my life.

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As a kid I loved a good raised sugar donut. That soft yeasty deliciousness was my absolute favorite treat- I was loyal, no other type would do. Throughout my childhood, I can recall many a messy car ride with that particular donut in hand, the sugar finding its way into my hair and coating my face as I attempted to eat while my Mama drove. Sweet memories like that are sometimes all it takes to push me into the kitchen.

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Beautiful aren’t they? I started these adzuki beans a few days ago and have closely watched their transformation from hard, tight & brown to soft & green. That shit never fails to amaze me. Now they’re ready, ready for me to toss into generous salads coated with creamy dressings, to incorporate into meals making each that much more tasty and most importantly, ready for me to eat by the loving healing handful following my long runs.

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Im not a snacker. I prefer real meals- big meals, full meals, meals that leave no room for anything in between. Substantial breakfasts, lofty lunches, hearty dinners. Theres something else- I hate small plate food. Hate it hate it. Main dishes that are the size equivalent to an appetizer are just down right offensive. Oh, this “art food” thing- sure, yeah yeah, its pretty and all but unfortunately its also usually pretty unsatisfying.

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Months pass like minutes. Once upon a time it was December and now its nearly March. Shocking…its disorienting how quickly January and February have slipped by. Ive always heard that time moves faster as one gets older- Im beginning to believe that that is true.

I kept trying to come here, to post a recipe or a photo but sometimes a girl just cant catch a break. Its difficult to fit everything in you know? Amidst the chaos of working and daily errands plus finding time for running & yoga, Im not left with much. But, here I am and although Im going to post something so simple, I like to think that it still counts.

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I bake on occasion..when I have the time, the resources, the wits about me etc. Its a process right? Theres the corralling of the ingredients and the mixing and the proofing and the rising and the resting and the kneading and finally, good God finally theres the baking…followed by everyones favorite part which is the eating.

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This is my favorite holiday. I love the eating and the drinking and the smiling faces around my dining room table. I like the way my house smells and my kitchen feels. Tomorrow, Ill wake up early to start in on baking and by late afternoon most dishes will be complete…or pretty damn close. The oven will be going, all four burners on my stove lit up. Mixing and chopping, tasting and seasoning, cutting and cooking.

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