featuring My Mother’s Cookbooks Buckwheat cake, traditional Northern Appalachian / Acadian fare. After thousands of years of having wheat in their diet, you might think early European settlers to North America expected that to continue in their new home, but they didn’t. Wheat, they knew requires weather and soil conditions not available everywhere, so theyContinue reading “Buckwheat & River Rocks…”
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War, lobster and Lottie
A sheep shearer’s war effort, and My Mother’s Cookbook’s lobster roll. This blog is 3rd in the series Atlantic Canadian Women of the Cloth – Homebased textile production. Happy to reshare this blog from 2024, about one woman’s war effort, and a recipe for lobster roll too. I have difficulty believing people order lobster inContinue reading “War, lobster and Lottie”
War, lobster and Lottie
A sheep shearer’s war effort, and My Mother’s Cookbook’s lobster roll. This blog is 3rd in the series Atlantic Canadian Women of the Cloth – Homebased textile production. I have difficulty believing people order lobster in the shell in high end restaurants. It’s not that I don’t see lobster as luxury food, or that IContinue reading “War, lobster and Lottie”
Spindles, Spinning Wheels, and Potato Farls.
Atlantic Canadian Women of the cloth – 19th century and beyond – part 1 The running joke in our family was that it was breakfast, not the alarm clock that drove my Dad from bed in the morning. Dad loved breakfast, but his favourites were full on hot meals with loads of protein, quite oftenContinue reading “Spindles, Spinning Wheels, and Potato Farls.”
Homespun and Mrs. Campbell.
Atlantic Canadian Women of the Cloth 19th century and beyond…Homebased textiles And Fanny’s Frugal Food Hack – Planned leftovers: Mashed Potato Pancakes. I consider myself a cook, not a crafter. Oh, I know the basics of knitting and crocheting, I have successfully made a few garments from scratch, but they were one ofs. Despite myContinue reading “Homespun and Mrs. Campbell.”
Buckwheat and River Rocks
My Dad had few memories of his mother and two of them involved food. The first was her sending him to the river to collect river rocks to place in the barrel of buckwheat flour to keep it from spoiling. His second memory was the taste of her Buckwheat cake. I make no claim aboutContinue reading “Buckwheat and River Rocks”
My Mother's Cookbooks 