We had a bumper crop of Granny Smith apples this year, more than we can eat over the winter. Our solution? Dried apple pie rings. We dipped them in a a mixture of sugar, cinnamon, and powdered milk. Huge hit with everyone!

We had a bumper crop of Granny Smith apples this year, more than we can eat over the winter. Our solution? Dried apple pie rings. We dipped them in a a mixture of sugar, cinnamon, and powdered milk. Huge hit with everyone!

What to do with all that squash? Here’s a delish recipe that’s different from all the rest.
… Sally O’Mally wants to wear the apron in the family just like Nanny Jane! Silly Sally O’Mally.

It’s that time of year again—time to pear down and eat cake!
Are you in the mood for chicken? I was last week. But not just any chicken. I wanted two different kinds of chicken. (The leftovers from my afternoon in the kitchen were amazing.) I’m now FAMOUS for FABULOUS chicken. Who knew?) Our local co-op sells ready-made breaded chicken breasts, but I wanted to see what I could come up with on my own. After I gathered up all my ingredients, I was on a roll.

I went to our local farmers’ market this morning with my mother (Meg), sister Mia, and Nanny (MaryJane). BTW, I love it that my mother lets me choose my own style. I heard my mother say to Nanny, “I really don’t need anything this morning, it just makes me happy to be here with everyone.”

I’m sure you know that old trick about freezing bananas that have seen better days. You hold onto them until the banana bread bug bites you bad, and then you embark on a marathon baking session. Well, I’m a devotee of this method—it’s as if the freezer performs some magic to transform fruit that looks too ripe to even touch into an exotic delicacy.
For no apparent reason (other than I think my employes are fabulous), I pampered them yesterday by delivering root beer floats to each and all. Mmmmmmmm, Julie’s organic ice cream, artisan root beer, spooned with love. Whatever floats your boat. Mine is all the work my employees accomplish!

New to our neighborhood, we were invited to help our neighbors close down the street, lug grills and lawn chairs up the culdesac, and enjoy a good old-fashioned get-together.