A Delicious Research Project

 

I really wanted to eat a ginger cookie, 

but had none. It was time to put my sourdough starter to work ~

Sourdough Ginger Molasses Cookies

Delicious

Soft 

Now the only problem will be 

my poor self control when it 

comes to cookies, especially of 

the ginger/molasses sort. 

(I may be a distant relative of the Cookie Monster! )

Next project will be

Sourdough biscuits

“C is for cookie that’s good enough for me.”

~ Cookie Monster Sesame Street

Sourdough cookie recipe from: homesteadandchill.com

Sourdough biscuit recipe from: littlespoonfarm.com

Just One More Bite

Tasty treats tempt us 

to snack; 

to nibble a nut; 

to sneak an extra treat,

to take just one more bite, 

to bake a cake…or cookies, 

to lick icing from our fingers, 

to eat ice cream right out of the container

(Of course, will power always prevails!)

“I generally avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it.”

~ Mae West, actress

(1898 - 1980)

The Taste of Home

In my family we had dessert after every meal. Nothing fancy just a ‘fruit nappy’ often with apple sauce or stewed rhubarb, both home made and delicious. Memories of our family mealsaround the big oak table at the farm in summer or the beautiful veneered table in town in the winter bring a smile especially with that simple dessert of apple sauce, always with cinnamon, or stewed rhubarb with just a hint of sweet. Today, I have two jars of stewed rhubarb ~ with strawberries ~ in my fridge, made in my kitchen just because it is the delicious taste of home.

“Food is memories.”

~ José Andrés

A Texas Memory

Tastes of a peach 

warmed by Texas sun, 

plucked from a low branch 

a gift lingers in my memory 

sweet, sticky juice 

dripped from my chin, 

  dribbled down my hand, 

     my arm and elbow…… 

never another as delicious.

“We do not remember days, we remember moments.”

~ Cesare Pavese, Italian novelist and poet

(1908 - 1950)

To Find Joy

 

Tasting only the pain of the world, 

I had to step away. It hurt too much 

and I could do nothing about it. 

Tasting only the joy of the world, 

I could barely find it! 

Until I went for a walk and 

saw the precious little toes of a baby, 

heard the laughter of children at recess, 

saw amazing colourful city art on buildings and fences. 

It is too easy to see 

pain, violence and a crumbling world. 

It may crumble at some time ~ 

maybe tomorrow, maybe never ~ 

but until it does, 

I will work with my own world and be grateful. 

I will help those I can, and be grateful for life. 

“We need joy as we need air, 

We need love as we need water. 

We need each other as 

we need the earth we share.”

~ Maya Angelou

Arms Spread Wide

There is no end to balance. 

When I look through an 

ordinary day, I am constantly 

balancing something. 

My physical balance is always questionable, 

but I think mostly of the 

balance of sound and taste ~ 

is the TV too loud or too soft; 

when I make granola, as I did tonight, did I balance the spices ~ I overdid it on the ginger, but I do like ginger. 

And when the sun is slipping 

away for the night, are my lights 

in my home sufficient for writing 

or reading? When my head space 

is crammed full of only that one 

thing, I could have missed the rest 

of life, so we learn as we grow

spreading our ams wide to embrace life.

“Live your life with arms wide open. 

Today is where your book begins. 

The rest is still unwritten.”

~ Natasha Bedingfield, singer, songwriter