Food, drink and all things delicious. A food blog by Carolyn Choate.
Of course, I awoke those spring mornings to the requisite Easter basket filled with green cellophane grass and heaps of jelly beans in Red #40, Yellow #5, Green #3, and Blue #1; not to mention bunches of beautiful pastel foil-wrapped chocolate eggs and, the crown jewel of the Easter candy crowd, a foot-tall, hollow milk chocolate bunny with solid chocolate ears. Breakfast? I was perfectly satisfied; stoked on a massive sugar high which, when combined with Aquanet, to hold my curls after sleeping with mom’s foam rollers, I could recite the week’s Bible verse, Luke 24: 46-47, in 10 seconds flat: Thus it is written, and thus it behooved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day: And that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in his name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem. READ MORE
With the magic of Christmas less than a week away, I thought I’d share a few of my favorite foodie things – both old and new – in case there’s a food-lover on your list you haven’t checked off yet. Or, even better, maybe you’re the food-lover taking a shine to an idea (or two) of mine. Feel free to send to Santa! READ MORE
Every day is No Bra Day for women like me who, for whatever reason, chose not to have reconstruction. I’m here to remind us that we’re not defined by mammary glands but by our unique creative intellect and spirit. That self-esteem is more the measure of our mettle in this over-sexed society we live in, one we too often feel compelled to “fit in” least we – God forbid – have people talking. READ MORE
I have four shelves of proof of my tomato bumper crop – waxed paper quart containers, freezer bags, and plastic tubs – that will be gone by January. (If not sooner.) Roasted Tomato Rustic Sauce, whose ridiculously easy recipe from Stonewall Kitchen, I thank God for – and share with you here. READ MORE
What a grand time camping at Scusset State Park Reservation, a 2 minute walk from the most pristine white beach extending at least a half a mile from the mouth of the Cape Cod Canal, framed with tall dunes graced with rare native grasses and sightings of even rarer birds such as the Marbled Godwit. In a word, exquisite. And the food was great, too. READ MORE
Of course, in those days we didn’t need passports but it would have been worth getting them just to hear Sydney and MacKenzie screaming with joy as the cold mist blasted them in the face on a hot day and the cacophony from the roiling mega tons of hydro power roared in their ears. A high watermark in our camping legacy, and then? The anticlimax… READ MORE
These animals are doing what they were bred for in the best environment and care. They roam at will to their heart’s content, eat when they want, and without a care. It’s how it should be done, not packed in a concentrated lot eating bad food and where disease thrives. This is what consumers have to demand from the market for themselves and world.” READ MORE