What You Need, What To Do… and WHY by Jean Miller
When Mark and I were in Sydney, Australia in 2015, we decided to try the Dining Room, Park Hyatt, known for its waterfront view of the Sydney Opera House. We were originally seated a table away from the gorgeous windows, but a local patron graciously offered to switch with us so that we might enjoy an uninterrupted view. It was fabulous!
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Basil is a lovely plant, and quite easy to grow. I tuck it around my flower pots, so that I can snip away to my heart’s content. The flavor is best when harvested before the plant has gone to seed. To keep the plant attractive, snip healthy leaves above side branching stems. Place the harvested bunch into a vase of cold water until ready to use… it makes a very attractive bouquet.
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When I was a child, my mom made mountains of pancakes for me and my best friend Jennifer. To this day, I love a stack swimming in syrup.
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My mother-in-law, Mary, has shared many old recipes from Paxico, Kansas, which is a German/Polish community where my grandparents and Mark’s great-grandparents all settled after immigrating.
Muesli (MUSE lee) is an incredibly popular Australian breakfast staple. The first time I joined Mark in Sydney for a temporary relocation, we lived at the Westin for over a month. Every morning the club lounge served a bountiful breakfast bar, but eventually we found ourselves drawn to this healthy choice. Served over yogurt, it is a perfect start to the day!
This is a quick and easy side or a wonderful addition to salads or pastas.
This salad simply calls to me. The moment I think of it, the cravings begin. It is light and flavorful… truly a treat.
In 2005, we enjoyed an amazing portabella sandwich at a little bistro called The Village Corner, in the beautiful town of Carmel, California. In the years since, Mark and I have tried to find its equal, only to be disappointed with lack of flavor and inferior bread. Eventually we gave up the search and decided to start making them at home. They always make me think of that lovely day we had in Carmel, California.
The first time I made Reubens for Dane and Jessi I assured them that they would NOT like them because of the sauerkraut. So of course they proved me wrong by promptly gobbling them down.
When we moved to Charlotte, we discovered that our church organized dinner groups, and so we signed up right away to meet new people. It was a wonderful way to make new friends while sharing our favorite foods with one another.