/ Do you have recipes on rotate? Like a record baby, I spin round and round.
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Buffalo Hummus
Bold and steadfast, this buffalo soldiers the years.
Muesli
Apples, nuts, seeds, coconut, and milk.
The memory is fresh.
Close to five years of life circumstance comes to an end. In that time, grief devoured my appetite. At a table in Alaska, I watch my family enjoy their breakfast. A bowl of oat-like mush sits to my upper left.
Intrigued, I ask “What’s that Roger?”
“It’s Muesli” he replies.
Still blank, but lucky to be opposite my encyclopedia uncle, he explains.
Fresh Peach Pie (Bourbon Infused Option)
Lonely peach. Hardly. I was first to be last on the peach bandwagon.
Fresh Strawberry Filling
Many years ago, a pie called for a fresh fruit filling. In learning how fast and easy it is to make, my world shifted. Our version is low in sugar, but high in flavor.
“Love At First Bite” Rhubarb Pie
/ You were a mystery. Big, bold, beautiful but oh so bitter. You were one I couldn’t, didn’t want to lend time or understanding. But then someone we care deeply for cared deeply for you. So because he cared, we did too.
Eggs Over Pea Shoots & Sweet Potato
I’m a sucker for a yolk that coats then saturates.
Chocolate Chip Cookies (High Altitude)
At an altitude of 6300, Chocolate Chip Cookies had their way with me. Oatmeal, sugar, gingersnap, they are kinder. I kid you not, chocolate chip was one tough cookie. Why? I’m unsure. But after many years, I’m cartwheeling because I finally got Chip’s digits.
Patriotic Pie – Red Raspberry, White Cream Cheese, Blue Berry
/ Fourth of July in Tahoe. People come from around the globe to fill our streets, stores, and beaches. As day turns to night, fireworks light our beloved lake. From childhood until now, unwritten traditions continue: the smell of barbecue, crisp summer nights, walking the woods, animals and critters roaming the forest, driving music up windows…
Warm Artichoke Olive Feta Sandwich
Ann Arbor Michigan. My friend and I sit, eyes locked. Between munching, we utter short and similar sentences, “Oh my gosh. This is the best sandwich.” While flavors pop, weave and linger, the crunch is undeniable. What on earth lies between these two pieces of olive bread? I need to know.
