Spring Gillard

Hitting the Mother Lode

After I got back from the Okanagan, I made a giant pot of ratatouille. At the garden the next day, I was telling my fellow gardeners about it. “It was so good, I couldn’t stop eating it,” I said. This was not a boast, it was amazement that I could make something so delicious. I […]

In the Perfect Pickle

I love pickles. I grew up eating both my mother’s and my grama’s. Mom used vinegar, grama just water. I prefer the latter. I have made pickles over the years too. With both success and failure. I tried my hand again this year and had mostly success. One jar was just mush. I think because […]