While brainstorming ideas for my hard-to-shop-for mother-in-law's 50th birthday--some four months away--I told my sister-in-law (Mary, photographed above with Suvir, Bret and Bob), "I'm going to write Suvir!" She looked skeptical. "I'm just going to write him! What can he do? Say no?"
Thank you Michael, for having brought Rose into my life. We miss you and we are grateful you touched our lives. Thanks Ariane for all you did for us then, and all you do now. We are indeed blessed to have known you both, and to have you Ariane, still sharing your magic with us through Food Arts.
I was looking at images I had saved for blog posts and found this one from the height of summer. A folder that got lost in the madness of the joys of summer. What is startling today is the difference in the light. How different everything looks as seasons change. How different we feel. How things taste different, not always because of ingredients, but also because of perception colored by our mood, altered by the seasons.
Baking and eating cake could not get any simpler. In Rose Levy Beranbaum's new book - Rose's Heavenly Cakes, she shares a recipe for Whipped Cream Cake, that takes you to heaven without much effort. Rather, with absolutely no effort. This is easy cooking and heavenly living at its best. Buy the book, bake the cakes and share magic with all your loved ones.
After our delicious meal at the Chocolate Mill, (click here if you missed that post, you should go see it even if you've already read it, as I've updated it a little bit), it was time for the main event of the day: Lake George.
This photo is taken from the internet. I would love to give credit but the photograph had none. I know Michael would appreciate me being concerned about this detail. A month has passed since Michael passed, and yet, Michael lives and lives fully and wholly in the hearts, minds, work and passion of those whose lives he touched. Michael, you are not present with us in the form you were before, but many of us still celebrate you daily and perhaps even more often than that - through our work, our lives and in ways people that never knew you may never know. Ariane and you led exemplary lives that magically changed the lives of many. Thanks for being you and thanks for having given me all you did. May your legacy enrich many as you did in your own lifetime.
Before arriving at the farm, my mom would tell endless stories about Suvir and Charlie, as she had the privilege of spending a week with them at the Floating Island Writer's Workshop. And within an hour of being here, I told my mom that they were better than I ever could've imagined.
Of course, it took a while for the Dobrez-Tiggleman's to get to Hebron from Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Sheldon Farmstand is a place where we go for buying wonderful farm-fresh vegetables and fruits and also comestibles from around the world that we would have to live without were it not for Pat Sheldon and her wonderful stocked farm-stand in Salem. Pat and Albert Sheldon are also warm and generous people. A couple that has done much too much already and are continuing to do what they can to make the edible landscape of our community richer, fresher and more diverse.