Category: Prairie Feast

"How do I get back to that?"

8/27/2020

Somedays you wake up and find yourself smiling back at you...

Thank you Julia Peterson and the Saskatoon StarPhoenix for publishing this feature article on my local food passion as a writer, eater and advocate. Julia touched on my two previous books Prairie Feast: A Writer's Journey Home for Dinner & Out of Old Saskatchewan Kitchens, as well as my current writing project on the history of wheat. Tap the picture 👇 to read the article. And eat local!

Back to Musings...

0 Comments

Easy as Pie

8/23/2020

0 Comments

I've been making pies and thinking about the saying "Easy as pie." Why do we say that when so many people find pies difficult to make?

In pioneer times, pie was the go-to feed-a-crowd dessert. Pastry requires just a few simple ingredients and can be filled with almost anything. It's as easy as... pie!

The fact is, there's more to pie than the recipe itself. Pastry is technique pure and simple, and practice makes perfect. The trick is to keep all ingredients chilled and to work the dough as little as possible. Never knead pie pastry.

I got apples this week from my brother's farm at Craik (where I grew up). Today we made three apple pies ~ my husband cutting apples, me rolling and assembling. They are now in the freezer waiting for a special occasion.

I also made a rustic berry galette for dinner tonight with a mix of blueberries, saskatoons, haskap, raspberries and a bit of rhubarb. Proof it's always easy to fill a pie, no matter what the season.

Back to Musings...

0 Comments

Comfort Food in Pandemic Times

5/6/2020

1 Comment

I don't know about you, but I found myself cooking the same things over and over during this time of home-bound isolation. Partly because I had the ingredients on hand when the lockdown began, and partly because these recipes became a source of comfort and familiarity during troubled times.

Here are 6 recipes that brought me joy and nourishment during the pandemic spring. They are pretty hearty fare, since winter seemed to last forever here on the prairies, and rely heavily on the bounty of my homeland in Saskatchewan.