Showing posts from December, 2014

Honey Balsamic Chicken

This chicken is bursting with flavor. You'll need to be wild about tangy balsamic vinegar, sweet honey, and rich butter to concur but I think this recipe is worth repeating. This dish pairs nicely with a dry Washington State Riesling such as Bebop from Nodland Cellars, fragrant Jasmine rice and sautéed vegetables.  Ingredients 2 medium chicken breasts  ¼ cup balsamic vinegar  1 clove garlic  2 Tbsp olive oil (divided)  Pinches of salt & pepper and/or a dash of Thyme & Basil  1 Tbsp butter  2 Tbsp balsamic vinegar  3 Tbsp honey  Instructions Cut the chicken into thick strips. Place the strips in a quart sized zip top bag along with ¼ cup of balsamic vinegar, one clove of minced garlic, 1 Tbsp of olive oil, and a pinch of salt and pepper. Mix the ingredients in the bag and let marinate in the refrigerator for at least 30 minutes. When you’re ready to cook, heat the second tablespoon of olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat. When the oil is hot, cook the strips until b

Meet Me under the Mistletoe.

Plant yourself under mistletoe and there's a good chance you'll get smooched.  As the tradition goes, simply hang a sprig of the symbolic plant in a foyer and underneath a kiss should commence. Legend goes with each kiss a berry should be removed. When the berries are gone, there's no more kissing.  Mistletoe at Christmas time is a classic symbol of romance that dates back to ancient times.  The Greeks believed couples who kissed under the mistletoe were destined to enjoy matrimonial bliss, and the Druids regarded it as a symbol of fertility. But love is never easy. Although the berries are good for birds, it's i nteresting that mistletoe is actually toxic to humans. So if perchance mistletoe is the spark to love....kisser beware.    Despite the warnings, LOVE is the greatest adventure. So take a chance and pick up some mistletoe. Then hang on and enjoy the ride.  XO (Art Credit: Original Watercolor from the Joy of Color on Etsy) 

Sip with Purpose

Pretty excited about the special delivery from O Wines for the holidays. Thank you!  Photo Credit: SIP O is for Opportunity. Every purchase from this #WaWine winery helps provide scholarships to low income women so they can meet their highest potential through education. Love that. Now you can sip with purpose with the wine that makes a difference. Photo Credit: O Wine We liked the Chardonnay and the Red Blend so much we picked up a few more bottles.  You know, just to be sure :) Chardonnay: 2011 Columbia Valley AVA.  This is a refreshing, lightly oaked chardonnay with delicate  fruit aromas such as pear and baking spice. A true Washington Chardonnay. Delightful. Hooray for Chardonnay. Red Blend: 2010 Columbia Valley AVA.  A blissful blend of Merlot (59%), Cabernet Sauvignon (27%) and Syrah (11%) and 3% other blending varieties. Aged for 22 months in American and French Oak Barrels.   Bittersweet chocolate and cherry amor a and flavors with

Up on the roof.

Beside the shabby farmhouse of my youth was a large oak tree that allowed perfect access to the roof. Of course, climbing on the roof was strictly forbidden. But when left home alone....I'd be up on the roof as soon as the car was out of sight. I'd sing, dance, dream and survey the rural land. Sometimes I'd slide down the very steepest part or walk dangerously along the top ridge. Oh and I wasn't just a fair weather roof dweller.  I was up in there in the rain and at least once in the snow but boot prints left obvious evidence. But it was the magical nights that were really inviting providing an awesome star gazing experience. Fast forward a couple decades and although I didn't allow my boys to full access to our roof, there was a slope over the garage accessible from the front porch. Stargazing was permitted and even encouraged. I have fond memoirs of of the three of us huddled together on our perch. Sometimes we'd snuggle in a blanket at night and other

You & Me up in the Trees.

I believe you spend the first 25 years of your life trying to get away from home and the next 25 years trying to get back again. I spent a good part of my childhood up a tree. I lived in a shabby little farmhouse with a leaky roof on 10 glorious, mostly forested acres. It was my Disneyland. I guess this is why pictures of tree houses completely capture my attention. Here's a few that are just a little more elaborate than the one my Dad build me. We all have a soundtrack to our lives. This song by Marty Casey & The Lovehammers goes with this  time in my life.                                                      Photos from Pinterest. Please go to my treehouse page for photo credits, as well as, other treehouse photos.

Cabin Fever

I've been a consistently published freelance writer for almost 7 years. Mostly, I write for guidebooks, magazines and social media for cash. But sometimes I write for wine, concert tickets, art and even dinner and lodging. In radio, we called it trade-io. Part cash, part trade is always the ideal kind of trade. You still get paid but you get to fully experience what you're writing about. Though it's never been a full-time gig, I love to write. I've always dreamed of having a writing cabin. Sometimes I imagine it being in the mountains or by the ocean. I even like the idea of it being a slightly larger potting shed in the backyard. Besides having a good WIFI connection it's always been pretty rustic in my thoughts. It would have a place to dream (nap), lots of books, a thermos of coffee and bottles of wine. Of course, it would also have a proper desk at which to write near a window. Here's some pictures worth at least ten thousand words.