Did you know that Shakespeare made up the word, “uncomfortable”? It’s quite a thing to be able to create a word that really conveys what it sets out to convey, a word that holds meaning in its rhythm and its construction. Sadie’s turning into a word-maker herself. The other day, experiencing the joy and frenzy…
Archives for April 2010
imperfect
In preparation for Sadie’s seventh birthday, I decided to make pop tarts. Still though, I pressed holes back together. I patched here and there. I felt doubtful. I was instructed to measure carefully so that I would have nice, even rectangles. No matter how I try to have nice, even anything in my life, my…
spinach ricotta pie
For some reason, pie crust has been coming up a lot lately. “I just can’t do pie crust!” I kid you not. I have heard this four times in the last week. I wouldn’t call myself a pie crust master (if only I were master of anything except this mess!), but I no longer get…
baked salmon with herb butter
I wonder if there will be a time when I am such an experienced gardener that I won’t feel compelled to let out an audible yelp when the first herbs emerge again. Someday I’ll take it all in stride, and when new gardeners ask me inane questions, I’ll coolly answer with only the slightest tinge…
the butter lamb
This morning, Sadie woke us up pretty early. She had set up little bowls of dye from a kit scored from the dollar store earlier this week. She ran into our bedroom, jumping up and down, chanting, “Can we dye eggs now?”We rolled out of bed, and she continued to dance around us as I…