(Difficult topic, yummy recipe. Read at your own risk. You have been warned.) Sourdough starter is easy. Flour, warm water, a little time. That’s it. Feed once a week on average, keep in the fridge when not being used or fed. Easy Peasy. Having sourdough starter in the fridge makes me feel powerful…..independent….earthy. What weContinue reading “I Would Have Made You Waffles”
Author Archives: Mrs Stiver
A Tale of Two Seasons
January in Walla Walla can be….well….challenging. It starts out snowy and beautiful (yes, I said it…BEAUTIFUL) and after a couple of weeks it becomes frozen. Not frozen like ice, all sparkly and ready to be skated upon, but frozen in time. Weather inversions cause the air to become thicker with what we call “frozen fog”.Continue reading “A Tale of Two Seasons”
What makes a home.
“The dishwasher is loaded, the glasses are rinsed, and the house is, finally….quiet.” I started my first blog entry that way in the early spring of 2020. It was the start of a writing experiment at the urging of our Sunday Dinner friends group. I thought it would be a lark and a way toContinue reading “What makes a home.”
I Hope You Dance
“I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger, May you never take one single breath for granted, God forbid love ever leave you empty handed, I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean, Whenever one door closes I hopeContinue reading “I Hope You Dance”
The Chorus of Dinner
I love to sing. Did the hairbrush-as-a-microphone-in-front-of-the-mirror thing when I was a kid, and as an adult, spent some years singin’ and dancin’ for folks with several professional bands at festivals and bars. Music in general is evocative and a general kick in the pants, but I find it especially satisfying when I’m singing harmony. Continue reading “The Chorus of Dinner”
Fortune Favors the Bold
The groundhog came out of his hole, and saw his shadow–we are in for 4 more weeks of Covid. In March 2020, the Stay At Home and Shelter In Place orders were restrictive, surreal and confining. Fourteen months later we peak our little heads out of our holes and gaze at the bright light ofContinue reading “Fortune Favors the Bold”
Real Men Do
Those of us old enough to remember the 80s got used to the maxim: “Real men don’t eat Quiche.” Implying, of course, that REAL men are muy macho, turkey leg chomping, log splitting manly men who wouldn’t dream of having a light, creamy brunch item with a flaky crust for brunch. (“Brunch?!? What the hellContinue reading “Real Men Do”
So….THAT happened
Spatch-cock /spaCH,kak/: to split open to prepare for grilling It’s been a year. A full twelve months since we were given the “stay at home” order. Stop what you’re doing. Wash your hands. Don’t touch your face. Don’t go outside. Don’t talk with anyone you don’t already live with. Wipe down your groceries (remember thatContinue reading “So….THAT happened”
Take it Easy
A three day weekend. How cool! An extra day scheduled for nothing. How many of you left it at that? And how many of you said, “Oh good, now I’ve got time to clean out that closet, move 600 lbs of flagstone, change the oil in my car”….or one of a million other projects youContinue reading “Take it Easy”
Macarons….not war
I doubt it would shock anyone to say that we are living in controversial times. Rhetoric has gotten pretty intense. Recently, I came across a particular controversial thread which shocked me: “Pity this person is so hung up on preaching about her own superiority that actually attempting the recipe never occurred to her.” “There areContinue reading “Macarons….not war”