I learned many things at the Cookery School this summer...some vitally important to producing a beautiful bake, others more entertaining in nature. In England, for example, if you are "faffing about," you are just idly moving around without much purpose. "Looking busy," as some teens I know are wont to do (and a few adults… Continue reading Gathering the Ingredients
Author: Hillary Danaher
Baking in Bath
My love for baking has reached an entirely new level. Forgive me if this post is a bit on the “rambling” side! While I could legitimately chalk it up to jet lag and many late nights in British pubs, in truth it is more likely due to the fact that I haven’t completely sorted out… Continue reading Baking in Bath
The Taste of Independence
Our footsteps seemed to create an opening scene soundtrack for the journey as we stepped backwards in time, first from the stomping on modern pavement, next to the crunchcrunch of gravel beneath our feet, and finally to the smooth glide of marble slabs leading up to the threshold of Ye Olde Tavern, the oldest restaurant… Continue reading The Taste of Independence
Wagon Shop Turned Tavern
Or perhaps the title should read: Relatively Sane Woman Turns Into Her Parents. Either way, the quest to visit the oldest restaurant in every state has begun! An important note here: as the Jeep (aka Saphira) pulled away from the historic tavern after a lovely meal together, my oldest kid told me that he appreciates… Continue reading Wagon Shop Turned Tavern
Tornadoes, Ticks, and Tacos
I am not a huge "weather watcher." I figure if it is going to be rainy, then I'm wet. Snowy, then I wear mittens. Sunny...so many cute options to wear... Tornadoes, though...there just isn't a whole lot of messing around to be done with those. As we started our packing list for Oklahoma last week,… Continue reading Tornadoes, Ticks, and Tacos
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