Welcome the light at the beginning of each day.
It brings the hope of something new.
Let its energy inspire you.
For there is so much to do.
It brings the hope of something new.
Let its energy inspire you.
For there is so much to do.
Spring. Yes- I said it. It's here. Finally. Although it certainly doesn't feel like it quite yet and Mother Nature teases us with only small glimpses of the mild weather that is to come, we simply have to get ready.
I joined the blogging world approximately one year ago and it was just about this time that we were planting our seeds and tending them in our sunny, warm garden room. Well this year, once again we will watch them grow (among other things, like my belly). Pictured above is our tomato plants, which I happen to be extra excited about. I began telling you about my newfound pickiness in my last post. I also have great big love for certain things as well, such as tomatoes! I sit and dream of the different things I will do with them this summer...tomato, basil and mozzerella sandwiches; roasted tomatoes with garlic; omelettes; salads; stuffed tomatoes... you get the picture.
Other seedlings I am looking forward to are our herbs. I can't wait to use all fresh herbs from outside my front door to formulate the kind of meal we will create.
Aside from the garden update, I am thrilled to report that last night for the very first time in my pregnancy, I completely enjoyed every single thing we were served for dinner. This sounds strange right? Not really- if you know me or if you have ever had a baby. Roger and I attended a dinner party. The food was exquisite from start to finish. Not once did I feel those familiar pangs of discomfort either. It was a joyful moment!
What did we eat, you ask? Let's see...an olive assortment, fresh mozzerella, cucumbers, tomatoes with basil, fresh baguette bread, onion tartlet, halibut coated with cornmeal and parmesean then pan-fried and topped with roasted cherry tomatoes, potato wedges with rosemary and roasted asparagus. Yum. I even enjoyed my first glass of red wine. It was Cabernet Sauvignon from North Carolina, no less. It had soft, fruity notes with a smooth finish. I realized as I enjoyed it with my meal: "Food loves wine and wine loves food. They were made for each other."
As the trees, flowers and veggie gardens begin to sprout and grow along with my re-kindled passion for food, I wish you a very happy beginning of Springtime. I encourage you to spark something new this season from a small project to a much-needed change.