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Grilled Corn Bisque with Sweet & Savory Accoutrement

Grilled Corn Bisque with Sweet & Savory Accoutrement

Summer is fleeting, especially here in New England. Even those of you who don’t live here know it’s true. You see us on the weather map in February and marvel at our low temperatures, hanging right in there with South Dakota or occasionally even Canada. We don’t want to hang in there with the frozenContinue Reading

Thank You + Fun News

Thank You + Fun News

There’s been an awful lot going on here the last few weeks: travel to LA for my father’s birthday, harvesting the last of the tender crops from our garden, drying herbs, pregnancy-watching one of our sows, curing and smoking bacon (interconnected, yes. Apologies to those of you who don’t love the connection). While we wereContinue Reading

As Time and Tomatoes Pass By

As Time and Tomatoes Pass By

Last week, I turned thirty-nine. The day before my birthday, I finished uploading the last of the photographs for the Poor Girl Gourmet cookbook to my publisher, Andrews McMeel‘s ftp, and on my birthday, JR and I made our 2009 maiden voyage to the beach, a disturbing and previously unknown late start – and, IContinue Reading

Neighborhood Microclimates and a Use for Slightly Larger Than Shallot-sized Onions

Neighborhood Microclimates and a Use for Slightly Larger Than Shallot-sized Onions

Much of gardening theory – and therefore growing theory – is laid out before us in the pages of helpful and sometimes gorgeous gardening books, though, wine nerd that I am, I also find the wisdom of wine growers may be parlayed into the home garden. Smaller yields often result in better quality, keeping anContinue Reading

Lime Icebox Pie: A Cloves and Cream guest post

Lime Icebox Pie: A Cloves and Cream guest post

My friend Laura of Cloves and Cream wrote this guest post for a quick and tangy pie that just happens to keep with the resourceful Poor Girl Gourmet theme. Coloring inside the lines was never for me. Perched at the sun bleached yellow formica table in my great-grandmother’s kitchen I would scribble wildly, weaving inContinue Reading