Category: Movable Feast
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The Lover, the Garden, the Next Door Neighbor and Fig Jam
After the last fig jam jar was sealed I raised my gooey jam filled spoon and shouted out, "This is for you Mr. Porte!" You see Mr. Porte was my next door neighbor, the incredible gardener, generous smile, nearly ninety…
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French Mimosa
Saturday morning, sparkling water, no champagne, fresh squeezed orange juice, chilled wine glasses, a mint leaf or two, fig jam, made pancakes, ate a few while standing at the kitchen counter flipping the other ones on to a plate. Three…
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Fresh Beauty at the Open Market
Just had to take a few photos of these beauties at the open market. Cherries, apricots, green beans, peaches, melons… and of course the olives, cheese and bread. A friend from the States recently asked me if I have grown…
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The Kitchen is Coming
Two walls painted and two more to go… photos soon to follow. I am a happy camper in our, practical, user friendly, not as charming, new kitchen. One of the lick-able features that I am smitten about is the water…
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Pizza Bread a Comfort Food?
Pizza bread. My mother made pizza bread with black olives, onions, tomato sauce and a truckload of cheddar and Monterrey Jack. It remains a comfort food, for me, like no other. My mother would make it when a bunch…