Ginger Ice Cream
Fresh ginger ice cream is an unexpected explosion of freshness in every bite! Fresh ginger root steeps in a creamy concoction for your new favorite flavor.
Fresh ginger ice cream is an unexpected explosion of freshness in every bite! Fresh ginger root steeps in a creamy concoction for your new favorite flavor.
Hello, Sunday. Cool pic, huh? Last night I worked a fundraiser for work and it was in the Delta hanger in the Detroit airport! Anyway, a very cool space. This week I used the decent weather to get my bike legs flexed as zipped around…
Mustard. Let’s talk about it. Specifically in this Dutch Mustard Soup, Mosterdsoep.
Traditional sweet and savory apple bacon Dutch pancake recipe, or pannenkoeken, a thin crepe-like pancake served with powdered sugar.
Hello, Sunday. Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there (child moms, fur moms, plant moms all count), and happy day to all of you that aren’t. You are no less special and important! This weekend I finally got my act together, and got…
I hope you enjoyed our little walk through the tulips. I’m still having a hard time deciding which picture to enlarge and frame (because, how could I not?). What do you think?
Anyway, continuing with our travel tale, we left our bikes in Edam and made our way to Delft, a charming little college town right outside of Amsterdam. It just so happened we arrived on King’s Day! That’s right, it was King King Willem-Alexander 50th birthday and the whole country was celebrating in orange style.
Hello, Sunday. The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day. I’ve rested back to my normal self (which did involve locking Crawley out of the bedroom more than one morning when the 3 AM poking started, no doubt some sort of revenge for me leaving…
Trip recovery is hard, and I made it harder with a quick day trip to Chicago on Sunday because I really know to go get over jet lag. With an 8-hour round trip road trip, obviously.
Getting back into the swing of not having the day to be yours is hard. What’s even harder? The reality of the non-vacation breakfast. For a whole week, I woke up to freshly baked bread, delicious hams and cheeses, Euro-strength coffee, and milk that actually tastes like milk. Yesterday, I ended up taking some bread out of the freezer and thought, “Why isn’t this fresh baked? Why don’t I have butter out and soft? Why isn’t it Irish butter? Where are my cold cuts?” Like I said, life is hard.
Thankfully, the memories and pictures will sustain me until the next trip and those I can share with you (along with a few recipe recreations, coming at you in the next few weeks). Before I talk about the glories of Holland, let’s first talk about Toronto.
We’ve come to the last of my wonderful guest posters, and this one is pretty apropos given my last week. Meet Alana Jolly of the adorably and appropriately named blog, The Jolly Hostess (you know I just LOVE me a good pun). If you’re hosting…
