by Sue Schlabach | Nov 20, 2013 | Artisanal Living, Creativity, Design, Eating and Cooking, England, Friendship, London, Travel
London, September. Bonnington Square was lit dimly by streetlights as we left the busy roads near the Vauxhall Station. Sara described it to me on the Tube, and here it was, as though she’d conjured it. The corner Italian deli, the little restaurant where they...
by Sue Schlabach | Jun 5, 2013 | Artisanal Living, Eating and Cooking, Friendship, Natural World, Spring, Summer, Vermont
Saturday, June 1. Nearly 90 degrees. Humidity off the charts. Off to Julie’s pond with a group of friends, a feast, a gaggle of kids. Go through the gate, be sure to latch it. There are cows in this field that takes you to the pond. There is a bull. Walk...
by Sue Schlabach | Jun 3, 2013 | Artisanal Living, Eating and Cooking, Farm Life, Garden, Local Food, Natural World, Spring, Summer, Vermont
The last day of May brought a July-like heat and humidity. We plucked the first fat ripe radishes from the garden and ate them with butter and salt. Delicious. We are making a new asparagus patch, so I raided my parent’s plot while they were away and we sautéed...
by Sue Schlabach | May 28, 2013 | Chickens, Design, Eating and Cooking, Farm Life, Garden, Ireland, Local Food, Travel
Have you ever visited a place you’ve only seen in books, but gazed upon so often that you felt you knew it? It’s like stepping through the looking glass, and removing the glasses you are wearing that have blinders on the sides. A month ago we followed the...
by Sue Schlabach | Nov 22, 2012 | Autumn, Eating and Cooking, Family, Holidays, Travel
Happy Thanksgiving from the American prairie. Here we are in Kansas. An eclectic feast is simmering in the kitchen- tamales side-by-side with turkey gravy. Two pumpkin pies bake, scenting the air with allspice and cinnamon. We’ve come here from Vermont,...
by Sue Schlabach | Oct 22, 2012 | Autumn, Color, Eating and Cooking, Farm Life, Garden, Local Food, Natural World, Vermont
My husband came through the door about 30 minutes earlier than usual this evening. “Quick!” he said, “Let’s plant the garlic before the sun goes down.” I was fiddling with an image in Photoshop and the glow of my computer screen...
