Living and writing in a circa 1840 New England Farmhouse with three generations of my family
If you have read a few of my recipes, then you may have correctly deduced that I like to tinker. I find it incredibly difficult to leave a recipe as I found it. I have had great successes. A vegan brioche loaf made without eggs Read More
There are certain foods that scream summer to me. At the very top of the list is my beloved heirloom tomato. I long ago confessed my deep-rooted love of tomatoes, especially the heirloom variety. During the summer, heirloom tomatoes take center stage in the 1840 Read More
Here we sit at 1840 Farm. It is almost the end of November. The garden has been put to bed for the winter. The leaves have been corralled into their leaf compost bins. Well, at least most of them. Summer is over and fall is Read More
I’ve made my share of macaroni and cheese in the 1840 Farm kitchen. From the homemade to the (I’m sorry to say) character-shaped pasta shapes in cheese sauce the color of a dayglo orange construction cone.
I have always liked eggplant. Problem is, I have always disliked the way it was prepared. I never understood the point of covering it in a coating of breadcrumbs an inch thick and then frying it in oil. What ended up on my plate tasted of oil and stale bread without even a hint of the eggplant lying in repose underneath.