Category: Travel
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Salmon and Shrimp Chowder because I can’t go Fishing on the Prairie.
I have a friend, who lives by himself in a beach house on stilts, up the East Coast, in Hawke’s Bay, New Zealand. It is a beautiful bay, deserted for most of the year. He is on the beach every day . Surfing mostly. Or looking for surf. When he goes away to work he…
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simple sourdough for pioneer girls
Esme stood alone but for her dog, watching the mountains. She and her new husband had travelled for months in their covered wagon, across vast endless plains of shoulder high grass, fording rivers, their horses heaved them across dusty deserts, through forests. They had been passed by speeding pony express riders. She had talked too…
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The day I melted Mum’s Silver Tea Pot- part two.
If you have just arrived and have not read part one go here first, then come back for part two. It is not long, see you back here soon. I walked around Dads workshop wiping my nose on my arm. Dad usually had a hanky in his pocket that I could use but he was…
The Kitchen's Garden 