The Journal
Come sit awhile. This is what life at Hollow Road has been like lately: the bread, the shelves, the Sabbaths, and the long way we got here.
There is no wrong place to begin, and nothing here has to be read in order.
Try “sourdough”, “sabbath”, or “canning”
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Something different that picky kids will still eat. A mild, creamy chickpea curry built from cans and one onion, gluten-free and dairy-free as written, and good over rice, a baked potato, or eggs in the morning.
Read it here in The KitchenWhat are you looking for?
Wander from room to room
Everything, newest first
Three years of gluten-free sourdough and the loaf I finally settled on. Psyllium instead of gluten, an overnight cold proof, and a Dutch oven.
Read it here in The KitchenRoasted tomatoes, onions, and a whole head of garlic blended into a deep, sweet soup that freezes for four to six months. Gluten-free and dairy-free as written.
Read it here in The PantryA free 51 page guide to fermenting vegetables in a jar on your counter. Salt, cabbage, clean water, and knowing what normal looks like. Measured in tablespoons, not grams.
Read it here in The PantryVegetarian gluten-free enchiladas with a mashed bean and cheese filling and a homemade red sauce. A from-scratch supper on the table in about an hour.
Read it here in The KitchenThere is one wall in my pantry that nothing would fit on. So I went looking for something I already had, and found a broken frame in the attic of the barn with a picture of a cardinal in it.
Read it here in The PantryThere are seasons when everything needs attention at the same time, and I can wear myself out just thinking about it. Here is what I do instead: I go outside, put my hands on something real, and do the next thing. Then the next.
Read it here in The PorchA gluten-free honey tea cake made with a cup of strong brewed tea, cinnamon and sliced almonds. Keeps four days in the refrigerator, with no gluten-free grit.
Read it here in The KitchenSome pecking is normal chicken life. Relentless pecking is not. Here is what I would check first when a flock turns mean, in the order I would check it.
Read it here in The HomesteadTwo famous people died this week. Then my husband ended up in the hospital, and for a few hours the dishes and the mess and the argument from last week all stopped mattering. What I think family actually is.
Read it here in The PorchWe have separated the hamburger from the cow. The chicken nugget from the chicken. The mutton from the sheep. And perhaps most importantly, the consumer from the consequences of consumption.
Read it here in The Porch
