Indulging the Divine Feminine: Raspberry Ice Cream
What better way to celebrate the Divine Feminine than with a sweet, wild celebration of fresh foraged raspberries in a creamy ice cream?
What better way to celebrate the Divine Feminine than with a sweet, wild celebration of fresh foraged raspberries in a creamy ice cream?
I’m aware biscotti aren’t exactly a traditional food for Imbolc. Also, I get that biscotti aren’t likely to be found on a list of typical items celebrating Brighid. I don’t care. I’m over here in a wee emotional funk, feeling a bit messy, moving a…
Most years, I slide toward my winter self in an increasingly cozy cloak of introspection, meditation, and meanderings. As the world in me slows and simmers, the house begins to sparkle with Yule and Solstice decorations. Bright seasonal blessings sit on my mantle, emerge from…
In the “easy-steps-yielding-fun” category, elderberry gummies stand out. They’re a simple, easy way to get your daily dose of elderberry goodness. This recipe is simple and straightforward–especially if you have some yummy homemade elderberry syrup already made! (What? No elderberry syrup made? Start with my…
I miss my mom, y’all. Christmas is 100% my mom’s jam. You can’t arrive at her house in December without being offered some of the frikadeller (Danish meatballs), aebleskiver (Danish doughnuts), or glögg (Danish mulled wine) she always has on hand for her ongoing holiday…
These simple, sweet, and salty honey-roasted nuts are a new tradition this year. Born of a desire to have something special to snack on whilst we languish in the living room (read: fold laundry and panic about our kitchen demolition), they surprised us with their…
It’s snuggle-up time in North Idaho–lots of cold, short days lend themselves to sipping tea under a cozy blanket on the sofa beside the fire. This particular tea recipe was born out of a desire to have a simple tea for sipping that included some…
There’s no better time of year to be indulging vitamin C-rich rose hips–and rose hip jelly is a bright, delicious way to enjoy them. This particular rose hip jelly is extra special: it celebrates sacred unions. Whether created to share with a cherished friend, a…
My journey has moved me inward of late: I find myself giving more time and energy to contemplative and mystical pursuits as I seek to re-establish broken parts of my connection with my self. Having awoken to profound wounds, I am doing the work necessary…
Despite the fact that our kitchen has remained a straight-up disaster area since our water heater leaked in early October, I have managed to sneak in after the work crews leave to create some herbal delights. With the holidays rapidly approaching, I had to…
Welcome to the magical time where the veil between the worlds is thin, when those ancestors who have transitioned ask to be touched and remembered, when The Wheel turns to lift autumn’s golden cloak and instead reveals a ghost of a landscape. Thinned of…
Welcome, sacred and soulful time. Embrace us, holy moment of temperance. Twist us, dark and light. Bury us wholly beneath shadow and soul. Tear us in two between what was and what will be. We are eager to atone. We are prepared to reconcile…
Confession: I am obsessed with salads, y’all. (I’d have one for every meal if I could.) I’ve long loved a fresh green salad to go with my evening meal. I’m also known for eagerly jumping on an exotic salad as a main course when…
Things can be a little slow up here in the North country. Early spring blessings don’t always greet us in early spring–sometimes we have to wait until much closer to summer for delicious things like strawberries and rhubarb to emerge. But, oh, when they do……
We’re getting ready for a trip in the camper soon–we can’t wait to wake up and hit the trails first thing with the beasts. To wit, I’m testing recipes for delicious, grab-‘n-go breakfast noms that stand up to our new food rules. Last week’s…
Since I had the great fortune of being intimately connected with not only my Danish family, but also with life in Denmark and Danish traditions, I remain especially vulnerable to memories associated with (or triggered by) Danish food: frikadeller (which I perfected during my…