The Feathered Nest

The softer side of MaisonBisson

Dirty Little Secrets May 1, 2010

and sometimes I have to do it all in COLOR

Every family has a secret or two that they keep to themselves. A little something that is too horrific to share with the outside world. Better, they think, to sweep it under the carpet or bury it in the back of the closet.

However, with the exception of bath mats, we have no carpets. We also have very little closet space. Besides, all those Dr. Phil types are always telling us to talk things out and put things out in the open. Brace yourself Philly-Boy. This one will get you right in the heart.

Our dirty little secret is the truly obscene amount of butter I use when I go on a baking spree. Today I made caramel corn for an upcoming school trip. I made a lot of caramel corn. I used three pounds of butter in two and a half hours. If that won’t stop your heart, nothing will.

Damn! It felt good to get that off my chest. Dr. Phil, I think I’m cured.

(Gorgeous butter photo by Robert S. Donovan.)

 

Playing With Food September 9, 2007

Playing with food on Flickr.

Like all well bred women, my mother always told me not to play with my food. However, as we get older we realize that sometimes ignoring the rules is just as important as, generally, following them. Food is fun. It has wonderful tastes, smells, colors, and textures. Something with so many wonderful attributes is just begging to be played with.

For me, breakfast is not just the most important meal of the day, its also the most wonderfully yummy for one specific reason — maple syrup. I live in New Hampshire and we take our maple syrup very seriously. While those of you in the rest of the world (except our dear neighbors in Vermont) like the nearly clear, grade A maple syrup (or, god forbid, Mrs. Butterworth) we know that the best syrup is the rich, dark, delicious, grade B syrup. Since every weekend breakfast at MaisonBisson must contain food that is syrup friendly, we eat more than our share of pancakes, french toast, and waffles. Last weekend I decided to have a little fun with breakfast. Mr Smiley here is the result. My husband liked him a lot, and I think others who are young at heart, or just plain young, would enjoy him too. Its easy and it reminds you not to take things too seriously.