When my son shared with me that cream-based soups were his favorite kind, I thought to myself, I guess I can always learn. All of the soups I’ve made in the past are chicken or beef broth-based and cooking with milk has always left me apprehensive.
I decided the best approach would be to treat the soup as broth-based to start, then add the cream near the end.
Continue reading Recipe: Creamy rotisserie chicken soup
A delicious meal doesn’t have to take a lot of effort, so on a lazy Saturday when the kid and I were spending the afternoon and evening alternating between Hulu, Netflix, and Apple Music, I decided to throw some quick panko chicken in the oven.
Continue reading Recipe: Quick panko chicken and Parmesan broccoli
The pain was excruciating.
It felt like someone was grabbing a muscle in the middle of my back.
Then squeezing it.
Then twisting it.
Then stabbing it.
Over and over again.
Continue reading Too young to feel old
Why do I garden?
That’s one of the questions people will ask when my passion for growing eventually — okay, instantly — finds its way into conversation.
Sometimes the query lives in the raised eyebrow of a new acquaintance. My 40-something information technology professional countenance doesn’t often jibe with the societal picture of typical gardener.
Yet, I am a gardener — a gardener to whom the question “why do I garden?” seems almost rhetorical. The question is akin to asking myself, “Why do I breathe?” Continue reading Why do I garden?
I love Brussels sprouts. As a kid, I loved Brussels sprouts, even though they were the frozen variety drenched in a butter sauce. This past fall, I cooked and tasted fresh Brussels sprouts for the first time and now understand their true brilliance as a culinary delight. The frozen ones of my childhood taste like cardboard cabbages by comparison.
After all these years, why did I decide to buy fresh from the produce aisle? Because I was tired of feeling terrible all the time. In this my 41st year, I’d hit the dreaded wall. I could no longer put whatever I wanted into my body and get away with it.
A few days before Thanksgiving, our bathroom scale read 193 pounds…while I was standing on it. I was a full 60 pounds heavier than the day I graduated high school and 30 pounds above my college graduation weight. Continue reading Get smart, eat well, feel better … together
We were treated to a light New Year’s Eve snow yesterday, one that left a beautiful coating over the garden and a house full of smiles as we enjoyed a small family gathering for the holiday. Continue reading Cultivating fertile ground in mind, body and relationships
On October 4, nearly three weeks ago, I noticed an echo in my left ear. Middle to high-frequency sounds seemed to be arriving a millisecond or so late in my left ear, in normal time to the right. My brain, not used to such a delay, interpreted it as an echo. Continue reading Ignoring the tough guy