When did I become of a lover of birds? When did the quietness of wing, feather, bone become enough to still me? When I was a little girl, growing up in the heat of Florida, my grandmother had the most beautiful cement birdbath sitting amongst the oranges and grapefruits hanging from swollen trees. I remember the smell of the heat
Sweet morning goodness. Is there anything better than a bowl of sweetness it the morning? You need: oats hazelnuts pumpkin seeds maple syrup almond milk coconut oil coconut milk cinnamon Place a cup of oats in a sauce pan and cover with 1/2 cup of water, 1/2 cup of almond milk and 1/4 cup coconut milk. Bring to boil and
Day 3. This one is about easy as you can get. Take that bone broth out of the refrigerator (or turn your slow cooker off.) You can pretty much use any veggies you have but here’s what I do: Chicken bone broth carrots celery yellow onion spinach potatoes parsley olive oil salt and pepper Heat your oil over medium heat.
Day 2. Today you will take the bones and make bone broth. I like to throw all of mine into a slow cooker and let it cook until I am ready to use it. Sometimes that’s a good 24/30 hours. The longer it cooks, the tastier it will be. Throw in some onions, carrots, celery and a bit of parsley.
Deep into the second month of social distancing, I am becoming an expert at making food last. I have one shop a week and I need to make it work for us. I decided to make it work for my budget as well and it’s become quite a game for me to see how well we can eat for how
I almost became a goat cheese farmer. When I crawled out from under the bed, once Canada was decided upon, the question became, okay, but where? I’ve always been a foodie. I love to cook. Sicilian blood runs within me; I was reared in Southern hospitality. I really didn’t have a choice. It’s as much me as my breath. So
Three years, or there about…I’ve lost track of time. We have been on a tiny island for so long now it seems as though time has stopped. We paused. We rested. We exhaled. So many stories to tell, so many stories to come.. …how we got to this island. …how we fled Uganda. …how to Africa we are about to
To the office of the security company that guards my home: Dear sirs, I want to thank you for the men and women you have sent to keep me and my family safe, and for your non-stop support of my husband, and I, and our children. From that first day I have felt as light as air, basking in the
What do you see when you see us? What do you see when you see someone? We make a narrative. Create a life. Fill in lines to a story we write, from our perspective, from our vantage point, clothing the person, the persons in our garments, to fit our own story of how life works. Heard too many times in