How do you like your tourtière? I’m pretty traditional in my taste for tourière and possibly boring making tourière. I say this because I do not really waver from the…
When I was little, I spent many summers visiting my grandparents on their farm in Michigan about a third of the way up the western side of the state right…
Yesterday was the first Christmas Market at the Farm. Truthfully, I did try a Christmas in the Country Market a few years ago, before our chef, before Netflix. I had…
It finally feels like summer. Everything is growing and lush. I’m noticing too, the days already getting shorter. How does that happen so quickly? A wonderful part of my summer…
My grandparents lived in the small community of Shelby, Michigan just near the coast of Lake Michigan. They had a one hundred acre farm perched on a small hill with…
How did we get here? I found myself pondering this less than existential question while looking out the window this morning at the blowing snow. There’s no doubt about it,…
How do these things go together particularly in the fall? Easily. Have a workshop making beautiful arrangements or wreaths out of the last of the garden flowers and farm fauna…
I have a great friend, Betsy. We grew up together in our small town in Vermont, Brattleboro. We became friends in high school but later found out that we…