We are (prayerfully, hopefully, God-willing) closing on our house a month from tomorrow, which means it’s time to pack. It also means that I need to use up everything in my cupboards, fridge, and freezer, because even though we’re only moving 50.4 miles away, I’m not moving our food. Continue reading
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DIY – Getting rid of that ugly dining room table
My dining room table is an object to both love and despise. It’s a bar height table, which makes it an easy workspace as well. It’s sturdy. It’s still in great condition. And it is uuuuuuuuuuugly. I don’t know what I was thinking when I bought it, but I have faux marble. Yuck, yuck, Y-U-C-K.
See this fake marble?? It’s gotta go. Continue reading
Falling in love with a house that isn’t mine (yet)
Home buying is hard…emotionally. After a whirlwind weekend where we looked at 11 houses and discovered a possible meth lab in the woods behind a cabin that I was absolutely enamored with, we settled on a beautiful little house in Port Orchard, Washington. Continue reading
Diabetic-friendly Ambrosia Salad
We got invited to a 4th of July picnic this afternoon and our host is diabetic, so I scrambled to come up with something that is both yummy, pretty diabetic-friendly, and doesn’t require me to turn on the oven. (We’re having a heat wave here in the northwest and, without air conditioning, it’s about 89 degrees in the house.)
I love ambrosia salad and, with a few modifications, I made it relatively diabetic-friendly.
The war I can’t win
I’m at war.
Wait, no…
I’m being pursued… by the Indominus rex, while running in heels, while trying to talk on the phone, while carrying a dozen eggs.
I’m exhausted. I’m trapped. I try evasive maneuvers, but my enemy is stronger, smarter, far more powerful. Continue reading
My favorite food on the planet
I’ve been a salmon addict ever since I first started coming to Seattle for training and would eat at restaurants where I would get perfectly seared salmon filets. I relished the flavors – wood/fire smoke, lemon, that crunchy bite from the caramelization – bursting on my tongue. It was worlds away from the canned salmon patties I ate while growing up back in Indiana. Now that I live here in the Pacific Northwest, where fresh fish is in abundance, I’ve become absolutely addicted to Steelhead Trout. (And no canned salmon will ever get within 20 feet of my lips again!)
Signs of Spring in Washington
Simply delicious breakfasts: Baked Oatmeal
This is one of my favorite recipes. Simple, delicious, and soooo good cold mornings! I’ve modified it from the original one I found to make it tastier and to serve a smaller family.
Life on Wild Hare Farm 