Tag: Cookies

Better-Than-Devil Dogs or Los Perros del Diablo

Better-Than-Devil Dogs or Los Perros del Diablo

Posted on by Kasha
I almost died this weekend. Maybe I shouldn't say it like that, but it's true. Every Saturday morning I drive to the  Ringwood Farmers Market on a stretch of road we like to call "Old 17".  Old 17 runs from Harriman, NY to the NJ border and until the NYS Thruway was opened in 1953, was the main route to 'upstate' from NYC.  Remember the movie "Dirty Dancing" and the Catskill resort/bungalow colony culture?  Old 17 is how city folks got to Sullivan County. Red Apple Rest, a cafeteria-rest area, was built in 1931 and was approximately halfway between NYC...Read More
Lemon Ricotta Bars (with Goat’s Milk Ricotta)

Lemon Ricotta Bars (with Goat’s Milk Ricotta)

Posted on by chris
Holy cow. We started markets this week.  It was hot.  REALLY hot. I drank a lot of water, lemonade.  and iced coffee and saw a ridiculous number of smiling faces - all of them thrilled that we are back and selling lots of fabulous local produce.  Many sincere thanks to those who remembered and mentioned the hardships we endured last summer with the massive, devastating floods.  It was nice to hear the praise and admiration, not that it was expected or even deserved.  We did what we had to do and we got through it.   Anyone faced with similar...Read More

Cherry-Pistachio Shortbread Cookies including Gluten-Free version!

Posted on by Kasha
Not even eight years old and already my kid's got girls making him buy shit --- his friend Megan is selling Girl Scout cookies and last night he casually asked me if we could buy some. "I want some chocolate and mint ones.  They're only $3.50 a box!"  (yeah, for like twelve!) "Oh, you mean Thin Mints?  I love those... " "HOW DID YOU KNOW???" *** I've still got my son believing I  am a magical and omniscient being.  I haven't let on that I know all these things because I, too, was once seven years old.  I'm riding this wave until...Read More

Valentine’s Cookie Decorating Seminar for The Boy

Posted on by Kasha
[caption id="attachment_2784" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Made from scratch and decorated 'to order'..."][/caption] I am not one of those ‘class mothers’ who attends every party, PTO event, and nose-picking that takes place at school. I could be, now, in the off-season, but my son insists that he doesn’t want me there. Is he embarrassed? Probably. I guess that's normal, though, right?  It may very well be the embarrassment factor that makes him resistant to have me in his class. Or it may be the fact that he can’t be ‘himself’ when I’m there. Or at least the Thomas that he becomes once he plunks his...Read More
Breaking News….

Breaking News….

Posted on by Kasha
  [caption id="attachment_921" align="alignright" width="180"] Mmmm.... Limey![/caption] FarmGirl Stabs Self in Hand with Steak Knife.  Was Sandwich Worth Bloodshed? No.  It wasn't. But the fact that my darling boy had just gotten off the school bus in a pissy mood and was bitching and whining about lunch AS I IMPALED MYSELF led him to feel the most tremendous guilt I've ever seen in a 6-yr-old.  It was amazing.  He danced around like the floor was made of hot coals while offering up bandaids. He was so overcome by emotion that he actually started to tear up.  He KNEW that his yapping distracted me, and although...Read More