These are from the end of the garden in North Carolina, potatoes are one of the last vegetables to harvest before the frost.
I have been wanting to write a kitchen blog for sometime now. I never knew exactly what I wanted to do about it, and now here I am. Two of my favorite people in the world have encouraged me to do it, so here goes.
I am still not sure where this will go, although I am sure that it will be an interesting journey for me, anyway. I have been wrestling with everything about it--the name, the recipes, the idea. Playfully wrestling, like you do with your puppies.
I decided on Dragon Woman because I was born in the year of the Dragon. The Chinese Year starts in late January or early February, and I was born in early January. I always go by the Dragon which is actually 1952, but I feel more like a dragon than a snake. And there you have it. I decided on mystical meals because of the alchemy that is produced by the combination of spices, love, kitchen goddesses and adventure.
I love to cook. I love to cook because there are no rules. Because the possibilities are endless (which is something that gives me great hope). Little doses of hope on a daily basis. I love to cook for the same reason that I suspect most people do who like to cook: it is an opportunity to recreate the nurturing and love and security that nourishes our souls every single day. I love fresh food. I love creating bliss out of flour and butter and honey. I love the looks on peoples faces when they eat something extraordinary that came from my kitchen. I love the attention, I love the magick, I love to eat. I love to feel the silky richness of Creme Brulee on my tongue. I love the smell of rosemary and garlic when they are baking into bread. I love the look of a well made paella with all it's textures and colors and shimmers.
So. A kitchen blog it is. And a home blog. And a garden blog. And a blessings blog.
And whatever else may find it's way here. Plenty of room for possibility.