What’s one of the best things that can happen to an adventurous home cook? Discovering a new favorite meal and living far away from the restaurant that makes it! Last week, Sheri Karan from Blind Spot Nutbutters shared how she…
Sheri Karan of York describes herself as a “do-it-yourself” kind of person. For years, she has not only made her own bread, but also used a flour mill to grind grain into flour for that bread. She likes to grind things.…
As of last week all the trees are finally in the ground. This always gives my husband a great sense of satisfaction to cross that off his list. Our children have been relishing the warmer weather and all the activity…
“Whenever we have overnight guests,” says my mother, Nancy Tirrell, “we treat them to waffles for breakfast. My favorite part of this tradition is that my husband takes charge of the waffle iron.” Mother’s Day should be a time when…
It is an exciting time of year as we are seeing the trees and plants burst forth in bloom. Each spring brings many surprises with varying weather conditions that make it a challenge to predict when our pick-your-own crops will…
The first major crop of the local produce season is a paintbrush. Can’t you imagine holding a stalk of asparagus in your hand, dipping it into a palette, and brushing it across a canvas? The first major crop of the local…
Raita makes me think of warm days, and warm days are what I am wishing for right now, as April tries its best to stop shivering. The first time I ate raita–a traditional Indian yogurt-based side dish– it was with…
Mud, glorious mud! We are surrounded by a late spring thaw that leaves our boots covered in the rich red stuff that boys like to roll in. Life is clipping along at a very hectic pace here on the orchard.…
It is fruit tree planting time at the orchard right now. Each spring, we plant 2,000- 4,000 fruit trees, replacing three to four acres of 18-20 year-old trees that are no longer producing as fruitfully. We have eighty acres…
During this winter’s gloomiest days, thoughts of Easter lifted my spirits. It wasn’t the thought of delicate daffodil centerpieces or Easter chocolates that carried me through bitter, cloudy days but the reminder that the cycle of seasons mirrors the week…