Picnic basket, cooler, ice packs: My parents bought me a very adorable picnic basket with a purple cloth lid. Get one of these to feel cute. Food for cooking and beach/hiking snacks: I always think of food first because my hungry is not so pretty. Also, I love to cook. Bring what you like, but I packed … More Camping Packing List: For the Gorgeous and Prepared
I had never thought to visit the country’s first little state until I turned on a short TV documentary series about Dogfish Head Craft Brewery called Brew Masters. The show followed the owner of the brewery as he traveled the world and created new beer flavors inspired by his trips. I tried some of their beers, fell in … More Delaware: Can I stay here?
It’s nice to have fresh things breathing and growing in the middle of this city. It helps when returning from a week-long trip to Iowa (heaping plates of fresh produce raised by my grandma and mom, deviled eggs that started out in my aunt’s chicken coop and the many agricultural delights of the Iowa State Fair) and finding only hot … More Return from Iowa
I want to take this moment to thank Mother Nature for beets. Not only are they beautiful, healthy and helpful in detoxing your body, they are also darn delicious. While I was hoping to grow enough beets to set up a pickled beet stand next to my favorite pickle vendor at Eastern Market, I will have to settle … More Beet the heat
I have a lot of too high expectations for my garden’s yield. I say to myself, “I want to make pickled beets,” “I want to can salsa and pasta sauce with my tomatoes,” or “I want to feed the homeless in D.C.” All of these are great feats (one more than the others), but they require … More Tomatoes
Trev recently bought a garden hose and fixed it up to hook onto our kitchen sink. The cats recoil in a combination of fear and curiosity as the giant green snake slithers along the kitchen floor and out the front door. As a result, we no longer have to go back and forth with the water pitcher … More Squashed
My 11 a.m. stints of watering and weeding are always accompanied by the smoky smell of delicious barbecue. Kenny’s Smokehouse on the corner benefits from the stand-still heat of a D.C. summer. Both Capitol Hill and Eastern Market residents can smell the sweetness hanging in the air as soon as they step outside.
There’s nothing like the smell of freshly cut basil in the summertime to make me dream of living in southern Italy. I was particularly inspired when I walked outside on my back porch this week and found this: With a whole night off and a pot full of this Italian sunshine, I decided to break … More Fields of basil
Hello everyone! Hope you all are having a great June so far. On May 15th, Trev and I said so long to the cats and packed our suitcases for a two-week journey to Europe. This trip was very special, and we had a few very important goals. 1. Eat a lot of food and drink a … More Gardens in Europe