We adore celebrating the holidays with family and friends. There’s nothing better than a house filled with laughter and aromas of the foods that bring us together. But, when you add hosting to already challenging to-do lists, it can take your holiday stress to a whole new level. All the shopping, chopping, wrapping and decorating while juggling regular commitments can become overwhelming.
Michael knows just where to find me once he realizes I’m missing. My husband doesn’t need to worry, because I’m only a few booths behind, photographing a table of vegetables. On the way here, he prepares for me to vanish, since it happens on all of our trips to the farmers market.
Gardening in spring always brings a rush of hope. I’m eager to see the tender green seedlings mature, which fills me with promise about the season ahead. I spend those lengthening sunny days managing the new growth with countless hours of pruning, watering, staking and harvesting.
“Hey, how are you? Is this a good time? Really quick, I have a cooking question for you.” It was my son, Aaron, who lives with his wife and kids in Park City, Utah. Many of the conversations I have start with someone asking me a quick cooking question, and my kids are no exception.