Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Growing fresh scallions through the winter


January in New Jersey is kind of a colorless time. Everything is awash in a murky shade of gray. Lots and lots of grays and washed out browns.  Not very inspiring for my color seeking eyes!

But, now I have vegetables growing in my kitchen through the dead of the winter!  Bringing life, light and bright color into the house - not to mention saving a few dollars. 
A simple trick I learned from my fabulous sister-in-law.  

Trim scallions about 2" up from their roots. 


Place them root down in a glass or jar with about an 1" of water.
(I change the water every few days to keep it fresh)
Keep them in a bright or sunny spot.


shoots after about 2 weeks in water

Watch new green shoots grow!
Chop, cook, enjoy!!  


Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Gentle Reminders



I have this collection on the windowsill at my kitchen sink.
A shell from my favorite place, the beach
A rock printed with my favorite quote
And a tile coaster I hand sketched

sweet, small collection that I see daily, no matter what craziness is going on - seeing this bring me joy, peace and hope! 
Everytime.


Friday, January 10, 2014

A Gluten-Free Blessing for St Patrick's Day





I grew up with the old Irish Blessing, “May the Road Rise to Meet You...” in the foyer of our home, and as I learned to read, I practiced it each day on my way in and out of the house.
As I grew I continued to read it daily out of habit and always found it reassuring.
We moved during my preteen years and it was a very challenging transition for me.  Among many adjustments, the new house just didn’t feel like home.

My parents hung the blessing in the entrance of our new home… and seeing it there every day helped me as I adjusted.
I have now created my own adaptation to hang in our home, for comfort of another kind.  By changing my diet, which was not an easy transition, I  had come home again. 
Corny as it may sound... I was now truly home... home in a healthy and vibrant body.  I had returned to myself! 



The Blessing hangs in our kitchen as a joyful and supportive reminder of the journey I continue to take.