Monthly Archives: May 2015


“Inspiration does exist but it must find you working.”

—Pablo Picasso

Inspiration - Picasso

Thank you, Karen Resta for sharing

So, here I am working the blog thing and the rain is finally falling….and my umbrella is safely in car, not here with me in the coffee shop…..but after WEEKS of dry, a little rain isn’t a bother, not at all. It’s rather a relief. And I’m not made of sugar, so I won’t melt when I go out in it when I’m done here.

And it’s not that I’ve been uninspired as much as overwhelmed. And I’m no big fan of the whelmed feeling – that surge, that WAVE, that upside down feeling, both over turned and covered over.

Arcimbolo - The Cook - c. 1570

Arcimbolo – The Cook – c. 1570

The same painting, upside right. The bowl in whelmed.

The same painting, upside right. The bowl in whelmed.

And I’m trying to avoid whiny – both in others and in myself.


On the NOT whiny front:

In the Month of May assorted Pilgrim colleagues

recreated a painting:

The Cok - the sign

BTS - Molly  and Sally

BTS – Molly and Sally

 roasted ribs  on a spit

roasted butter on a spit (that’s right, BUTTER)

and assorted other feats of culinary awesomeness

Meanwhile on the home front…..


A reasonable facsimile of the ancestral abode….

Packing, sorting, soot removing……and missing my books. I grab at random tomes each time I go through the old address not currently fit for habitation.

One recent grab –

Marlena Speiler's From Pantry t Table  - helped me feed my boy and keep my sanity  back in the '90's...and now for those carrots I have to use soon....

Marlena Spieler’s From Pantry to Table – helped me feed my boy and keep my sanity back in the ’90’s…and now for those carrots I have to use soon….

 AND the Hokusai show is still at the MFA.

I haven’t missed it yet….now THERE’S a wave to be overwhelmed by….


The Great Wave off Kanagawa

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Rocking the Game Hens

Plymouth Mass.

Plymouth MAPlymouth Rock


Plymouth Rock

Plymouth Rock chicken

Plymouth Rock_hen_in_backyard

A Barred Plymouth Rock hen

Cornish Game hen

CornishHenRock Cornish Game Hen

Tyson game hens

Cross a Plymouth Rock with a Cornish Game bird -voila – and both the boys and the girls are called hens, because why not be confusing??? Practically actual size.


The The Unmelancholy Dane was a birdman

and total aside – Victor Borge was an early promoter of the little bird.

Rock Cornish Game Hens with Wild Rice Stuffing

4 Rock Cornish game hens

6 Tablespoons butter – divided

½ C finely chopped onion

3 Tablespoons finely chopped celery (keep in mind the size of the birds….teeny bitty bits!)

1 ½ Cups cooked wild rice

1/3 Cup toasted chopped pecans

2 Tablespoons finely chopped dried cranberries

4 dried apricots, once again, finely chopped

1 Tablespoon balsamic vinegar

Salt and pepper



Thaw the birds if their frozen. Rinse and pat dry with a paper towel inside and out. Lightly season insides with salt and pepper.

Toast the pecans in a hot frying pan; they only take a minute, not more than two. When they smell good, they’re done! Be careful not to scorch them. This step isn’t critical, but it really adds a depth of flavor, so well worth the extra few minutes and the dirty pan.

I use a little food processor to chop everything, first the celery, and the onion, then the fruits and nuts – just takes a pulse or two. All of this is going inside the little birds, so keep proportions in mind.

Preheat the oven 400° F.

Sauté onion and celery in2 Tablespoons butter until fragrant and translucent. Mix the onions, celery, wild rice, pecans and fruits together.

Stuff the mixture into the birds – about ½ Cup stuffing per bird. Because these birds are so small they don’t need to be tied, sewn ar laced closed. Put them in a baking dish breast side up.

Mix the remaining 4 Tablespoons butter with balsamic vinegar. Put on top of the birds – this is their baste and their sauce.

Cook about 80 minutes or until internal temp is 170°.

After you take them from the oven, let them rest under loosely tented foil 10 minutes and serve.

My then 15 year old son had had this for Thanksgiving with his aunt and requested it for Christmas. Actually, he said it would be good anytime! Auntie downloaded some recipes from Food Network website, and this was, more or less, among them.

Rock Cornish Hens are a cross between a Cornish Game Hen and a Plymouth Rock chicken, very modern and very American. Who knew?

KMW 1-07

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Restoration of “Landing of the Pilgrims”: A Project Overview and Update

Restoration of “Landing of the Pilgrims”: A Project Overview and Update.

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Hello, again, Hello!

Life happens.

You stay late on your Friday night (which is actually a Saturday) and some of your co-workers come back and ask you which yellow house down the street is yours….because fire trucks are outside one, and smoke is coming out a window…

AND – it IS your house, but downstairs and you live upstairs, and there’s smoke damage up there, but nothing lost….

SO your little sister comes and gets you, and takes you back to the house you were raised in to spend the night .

The next day, being a Sunday, you go out to lunch with said little Sis  and the Mother and your Son, now a grown-up, joins you to take you back  to your own place.

What to be done? WHAT to be done?

Laundry, laundry, laundry and dry cleaning ; Scrub everything else down  – Simple Green and Mrs Meyers to the rescue!

A Spring Clean of Epic proportions!


But first –  coffee run.

I'm sitting at the table closet to the edge of the photo - pull up a chair and join me!

I’m sitting at the table closet to the edge of the photo – pull up a chair and join me!

Of course, I ran into people and chatted – but 2 cups of coffee later, I was fully caffeinated and ready to clean the Aegean Stables, so my place was a Simple Green piece of cake…are those fire trucks? Down the street? In front of my house? Again????


Did I mention that these guys are awesome? So professional, and nice, too.

Did I mention that my car is also behaving badly? I’m allowed to go in and get a few things, and now my little brother comes to get me as I move, temporarily, indefinitely,  back to the ancestral home.


Like a good martini – a proper martini and not one of those -ini artisan drinks – I am a little shaken, rattled even, but fine.

With all of my routines upside down, my thinking – and writing – has also been a little scattered. and upside down. I just need to balance the input and output axes to the spin axis …..voila



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