The first time I ever flew on an airplane, I was 6 years old. I flew British Airways from NYC to London and Lufthansa from London to Stuttgart. For many years my mother went to Germany for about 6 weeks, every year, to see Oma and Opa, and she always took one of us kids…
When I was a kid, our parents used to vacation in Upper Michigan every August. We would go camping, fishing, hunt for agates on the beach (Lake Superior) and visit places like Copper Harbor (and the copper mines), Tahquamenon Falls, Whitefish Bay (the Edmund Fitzgerald sank roughly 17 miles from here), the locks at Sault…
#ProjectZen #Day3 #GratitudeProject No gratitude project would be true and complete without this man. The love of my life. My husband. My best friend. We love. We fuss and squabble. We learn. We forgive. We’re in this for the long haul, good and bad, come what may. Every single thing he does, he does for…
#ProjectZen #Day1 #GratitudeProject My very first entry in my gratitude project blog will be about my parents. My mother was from Germany. My father grew up on a family farm in Michigan. They met in Germany after WW II, and got married in Schwabisch Hall in 1949. Five boys came before I was in the…
This recipe comes from my Mother, hand-written on a piece of note-book paper, older than me, and I was born in 1966. The numbers to the side in parenthesis are the conversion increase numbers for ingredients…..that Mom tested, tried and true. Most recipes were not big enough for our robust farm family, and Mom had…
The story-line below was copied from an album description I have on Facebook, where I documented the progress of the kittens over time. On September 24, 2016 our neighbor knocked on our door about 10:00 PM very worried because she found a batch of kittens under her deck. She did not want them there (she…
Nothing reminds me more of my grandmother (Dad’s mom) more than cookies. She always had big, soft cookies in her cookie jar. Not too long ago I made molasses cookies for the first time in decades. I had a hankering for them so strong, I just had to make them. My husband hadn’t had them…
These recipes are courtesy of my brother Bernie, and his wife, Sandee……who own/operate a family owned organic farm in northern lower Michigan. They have been posted MySpace, Facebook, Pinterest and on the Web….and I am sharing them here (and posting them for my benefit too, so I can find them easily). Enjoy!
Spaetzle…(Spätzle)…is a staple in my kitchen, as much as it was in my mother’s kitchen. My mother was from Germany. Oma, Opa, and my mom lived in Schwäbisch Hall, Baden-Württemberg, Germany when my mom was growing up. Mom married an American soldier and moved to the United States, to start their own family on a…
I grew up on a produce farm in Michigan, and was the only daughter of five children. Many of the chores and duties we kids were responsible for were uniform across the board (everyone did them), and some of them were more specific. As the only girl child, I spent a lot of time helping…