Cooking at 43° North: What we give
Whenever November arrives, it reminds me of a line from a song by the late Gordon Lightfoot, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" — "When the gales of November come early."
Cooking at 43° North: Salad for the win
Now that it's October, one of my yearly tasks is to take down my gardens and clean them out. I usually use compost and mulch to prepare them for the winter. The only plants I leave in place are my blooming flowers and my precious tomatoes.
Cooking at 43° North: Apples and autumn
Some will say the approaching end of summer is sad, and indeed it is, although this past summer was a bit too hot and humid for my liking. The only people I know who were truly ecstatic about the sultry weather were those at my electric
company.
Cooking at 43°North: Secret’s in the sauce
August, for me, is the best month of the year. I didn't always feel that way, because there was one part of August I wasn't fond of. It was August when my mother would say, "The start of school is just around the corner."
Cooking at 43° North: Backyard barbecue
It all started on a sleepless night when I was in bed well past midnight and eventually resigned myself to watching a "M*A*S*H" rerun on television. It was Season 9, Episode 6, "A War for All Seasons."
Cooking at 43° North: Celebrate summer. Eat outside.
I awoke to the smell of fresh-baked pie. Sure enough, there was a pie cooling on the counter. I was young and it was a hot Sunday in June. We were going to spend the day at a lake we frequented as a family.
Cooking at 43° North: Alice Swallow’s signature dessert
It all started when I met Heather Logan. Heather is the director of the Cundy's Harbor Library. During a discussion one day, I asked her if she had a favorite recipe.
Cooking at 43° North: Repurposing those leftovers
It was by happenstance, really. We were at a holiday dinner and I was introduced to another guest. She was seated at my table and we proceeded to have a lovely conversation
Cooking at 43° North: The art of giving
It's March. Daylight saving time returns and the first day of spring is coming. The return of longer days and warmer weather is always welcome in Maine. One date I noticed on my calendar is March 9. It is National Crabmeat Day!
Cooking at 43° North: Sharing the love
It's February and that means Valentine's Day, the original share-the-love event. One immediately thinks of someone in their life that they love. When I was a child in elementary school, my mother would buy a box of inexpensive valentine cards to "send" to classmates.
