Ratatouille in a Pumpkin

with a Belarusian twist Lately, cooking is turning out to be one of my favorite creative forms. For me, it’s not so much about the food but about time well-spent. Dear little kitchen,Are you purposely distracting me from my computer? I thank you. Yesterday, while visiting Gabi’s page, Cooking Without Limits, I ran across aContinue reading “Ratatouille in a Pumpkin”

Olivier Salad, Little Mingling Squares

As the view of the buildings out my kitchen window. Olivier (салат Оливье, salat Olivye, pronounced ah-liv-yeh with a silent r), a traditional salad dish in Russian cuisine, which I have enjoyed on numerous occasions here in Belarus. It is most often served on New Year’s and birthdays, but anytime really. It’s so popular that markets always have theContinue reading “Olivier Salad, Little Mingling Squares”

Empyrean

the highest heaven Details seemed to aim to distract, skies overcast, winds that weren’t up to fanning as briskly as believed for, foliage dropping faster than the weightless flutter envisioned, and there I stood, in all the pristine stillness, found, lifted higher still than all that I had hoped or ever could begin to hope.Continue reading “Empyrean”

Medovik – Russian Honey Cake – Sorta

Minus the honey, which I realized I was out of mid-bake. The very brief story of this cake dates back to the 19th century, when a new chef baked a honey cake for Empress Elizabeth Alexeievna, wife of Emperor Alexander I, unaware that she was not very fond of honey; however, as all good storiesContinue reading “Medovik – Russian Honey Cake – Sorta”

Something Up Above

“Something up above was calling him imperiously.“ Imperiously! Oh my, I’m hooked. I started reading The Wind in the Willows, children’s classic by Kenneth Grahame. Every other word is a feast, a scrumptious feast. Sometimes when I dive into such books I can only take in one page at a time. Do you ever feelContinue reading “Something Up Above”

Winged Creatures in a Garden, They Do Fly!

There is ample room in a garden for endless creative meanderings, laughter and stories and all sorts of lightheartedness that lifts our feet off the ground even without the assistance of a magic cape. Sometimes a little or a lot of nonsensical too. And now I must look up nonsensical and play “Jellicle Cats” fromContinue reading “Winged Creatures in a Garden, They Do Fly!”

Whispering Willow

Your softness cushions my stepsRestfullyYour truthsLight-woven good news This peaceful pause is from last year, at the end of the de-leafing as I like to refer to the not so pretty but also very beautiful part of autumn, under the willow, my favorite of all trees, along with fiery royal poinciana, but those are seenContinue reading “Whispering Willow”