Autumn is my favorite time of year! The air crisp, the leaves crackling underfoot, football, my anniversary, Thanksgiving, and the time when I am most often reminded of Grandma. Grandma was a Belgian vegetable and flower farmer. And though the Spring and Summer months remind me of her flowers, it is the fall that reminds me of her most.
My husband dropped off a big sack full of pecans for cracking Friday morning at a local pecan grove. He shelled them that evening, so I baked his favorite pie, Buttermilk Pecan.
This week’s Top Ten Tuesday hosted by The Broke and the Bookish is very interesting indeed. A list of the Top Ten Authors I’d Love to Have at My Thanksgiving Feast.
Nine thousand pounds of turkey! Six thousand pounds of dressing! Three thousand pumpkin pies! Add green beans, gravy, yams, cranberry sauce, and bread. Throw in 4,000 volunteers and 25,000 guests and you know it’s time to celebrate the largest Thanksgiving Feast in the nation!
It’s just a small story really, about among other things: a girl, some words, an accordionist, some fanatical Germans, a Jewish fist-fighter, and quite a lot of thievery. . . .
This is an unforgettable story about the ability of books to feed the soul.
The reader is ushered into an isolated gray stone mansion on the windswept Cornish coast, as the second Mrs. Maxim de Winter recalls the chilling events that transpired as she began her new life as the young bride of a husband she barely knew.
I love this wonderful buttermilk pecan pie recipe. It has a nice golden crust on top and a scrumptious tangy buttermilk custard, and most importantly, loads of pecans!
In 1918, after serving in WWI, Tom Sherbourne welcomes his quiet job as lighthouse keeper on Australia’s remote Janus Rock, as does his loving new wife. But three years later, a childless Isabel is bereft after suffering her third miscarriage. Tending the new grave, Isabel hears the cry of a baby; a boat has washed ashore with a dead man—and a living infant….
Is there anything that smells better than gingerbread baking in the oven on a cold December day? I think not. That spicy sweet smell fills me happiness.
The Stupidest Angel: A Heartwarming Tale of Christmas Terror Description (from Amazon.com)’Twas the night (okay, more like the week) before Christmas, and all through the tiny community of Pine Cove, California, people are busy buying, wrapping, packing, and generally getting into the holiday spirit. But not everybody is feeling the joy. Little Joshua Barker […]