National Donut Day! And we did it up in the office! We are a crew driven by food. All of us find great joy in eating–together. Lunch is at noon every day–so everyone can eat together. (Chandler won’t eat before the clock chimes 12 o’clock–much to Elisa’s chagrin!) So, National Donut Day was an excuse to eat and be merry, and we did! While putting together a reel for…
I love to bake. Baking is my first go-to when someone needs love and care. I immediately offer up homemade food. It’s what I want to celebrate with: Baked goods! It’s how I want to socialize: A cup of coffee and a freshly made pie. I am completely content and happy to wake up on a Saturday or Sunday morning in the winter, take up residency in my kitchen…
See these little guys? These are my new Zen, my “high,” I love them… almost too much! Everyone in the office can attest! Margaret brought in a 2 pound bag a few weeks ago, and it was bad. I think I ate atleast ⅔ of them myself! Gosh, get a grip Kate! Don’t get rid of your membership at the Y! It’s the chewy with the crunch, in a…
We thought it would be fun for you to hear more from the rest of us so we talked Kate into these takeovers! I get to go first because I HAVE to make amends for that terrible photo she shared of us getting those fabulous donuts in Vermont a few weeks ago! For the record, I was trying not to look down at the donuts while looking at…
Walking down to Nan’s house when I was 5, it was my first taste of freedom…and coffee. My mother stood at our house and watched me walk down Iron Works Road to my grandparent’s house. My grandmother on the other end, watching me come to her. My sisters, too little to go, were still napping. I felt so big. When I arrived, Nan and I would go into…
Running. Seems like all I do these days is run. Run to this, run to that. Run here, run there. You are probably thinking that this “running” struggle is about running after the kids and chasing all of the activities they have going on. Or running after my work, trying to keep pace with so many moving parts. Nope. Wrong. Those are the easy runs it seems. My…
It sneaks in every year, right after our own county fair in New York. The Hopkinton State Fair—the fair where I grew up, every Labor Day weekend, in New Hampshire. It is the backdrop of where I showed my cows, went to the tractor pulls and fell in love with all of my 4-H friends year after year. The reigns have been turned over to my nieces, nephews,…
Amidst the hustle and bustle of December it’s really hard to find time to remember why it is we are hustling and bustling. Sam and I made a gingerbread house today in his classroom, and I remembered..do you remember? 4 days until Christmas; stop the hustle, leave the bustle and sit to make a gingerbread house. Eat the candy and lick the frosting from your sticky…
Let’s face it, most of us go to the fair for one thing…and that’s the food! It’s part of our American culture, we go to fairs and we eat, a ton, of really unhealthy food. But oh, it taste’s soooo good! So I thought that I would share with all of you my absolute favorite food at the Washington County Fair…the Sugar Fritter. Warm and sugary, it melts…
I love donuts, but I am not sure that I could eat them every day. Most, yes, but not every. However, chocolate … now that’s a different story. Not many days go by where I don’t consume at least a hint of it in something, if not straight up. Why is it that, after one bite, everything in the world seems right? Like that first sip of coffee in the morning, a…
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