And so I begin.

Hello!  Welcome to a place that is always happy to see you!  This is a blog for friends who enjoy good food, with a heavy focus on gluten-free, drinks, spirits and destinations.  Our destinations will, hopefully, be interesting.  Sometimes a place, sometimes an experience, sometimes a flavor, sometimes something you will only recognize after we arrive…..curious?  Stay tuned.

Most of the time, we will be in the kitchen, the magical kitchen.  It’s where we receive sustenance.  Sustenance. A great word.

sus·te·nance  (/ˈsəstənəns/)

Noun
  1. Food and drink regarded as a source of strength; nourishment.
  2. The maintaining of someone or something in life or existence: “the sustenance of democracy”.
Synonyms
nourishment – food – maintenance – support – livelihood

http://www.google.com/search?q=define+sustinence&oq=define+sustinence&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

Sustenance is necessary.  Gaining it can be simple and beautiful.  I also appreciate simplicity.  I mean, I really appreciate simplicity.  A melodic, graceful word, “simplicity”.  I like simple things.  Things like heavy cream, olive oil, lemons, baking soda, simple syrup, tulips, birds, wheat fields, cow pastures, master recipes, heirloom tomatoes, (can we please start a demand for real tomatoes?), soft sheets, fluffy socks….you see where I’m going.   I appreciate mindless television in the middle of the night (last night I watched “The Twilight Zone”) and good books.  Halloween might be my favorite holiday.  I love sunshine and snow.  I like, no love, coffee every morning and hot tea on cold nights.  I love animals, wild & domestic.  I find joy in my cats, I adore my dogs.  I’m a cancer.  I don’t really believe in astrology, but hey, cancers are homebodies so maybe there is something to it?  And finally, while last to be mentioned here, family is first in my heart, I love family.  Mine is great.  Not perfect, but great. And if you are my friend, you too are in my family.  Simple.

{Commercial interruption – this is me and my middle son, Adam, at the PSU game in Ireland, 2014).

Me & middle son at the PSU game in Ireland.  It's who I am.
Me & middle son at the PSU game in Ireland.
Collin, youngest son, and Marc, our German exchange student, now family friend for life, at Beaver Stadium, 2014.
Collin, youngest son, and Marc, our German exchange student, now family friend for life, at Beaver Stadium, 2014.

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Also here is a quote I came across somewhere that sticks in my head.  It is about feeding the heart and soul, not just the body.  But the relevance to sustenance is uncanny.  Whatever you feed survives.  It is your choice.

Well, this ends Day 1 introductions.  Again, welcome to my site.  Now I’m off to begin my first post.  Oh, and if you ever have any questions or requests, please ask! One last thing, I consider recipes to be “advisory opinions” unless it involves baking – those instructions are sacred. That means that I have consulted many other recipes and then turned something into my own by making changes that I and my family enjoy, and I expect you to customize to your likes, too. No matter how creative I might be, I am certain that I will never create another master sauce and as all sauces are a derived from a master, we are all in the same boat. If I begin with someone else’s recipe and use it to large extent, I will give credit. End of story. And, I hope anyone using my recipes will do the same. If not, I won’t hold it against you. 🙂 At the end of the day, my macaroon may be similar to yours, but if I’ve worked in the kitchen to make something that is different, and the result of reading and trying several different recipes, I consider it worthy of a post on this blog.

Now, let’s go feed the Wolf.

La Bella Vita.

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