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My Spice Drawer {or, I wonder if I have OCD…}

spice drawer

When I show my spice drawer to people, they have one of two reactions — either envy, or horror.  If the picture above makes you lean toward envy, read on.  If not, perhaps you’d enjoy another post better.

When we remodeled last year, I went into heavy purge and organize mode.  (BLISS!)  The result is a kitchen in which, after 17 years, there’s a place for everything, and everything is in its place.

(I can’t say the same about my closet, or sock drawer.  Apparently, I have “selective OCD”.)

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“Hello, my name is Morgan, and I’m addicted to food magazinesŠ…”

magazine mania

It could be worse. I could be addicted to cigarettes or heroin.

When I reach inside my mailbox and find that one (or more) of my food periodicals has found it’s way there, I am giddy.

But do I read it immediately? Oh no!

Like the meals they highlight, these gems are meant to be savored. Slowly. And with wine. I save them up for an evening I’m alone (either literally, or because Husband is catching up on sports on TV). I pour a glass of Pinot Noir, and slowly open the cover. Continue Reading →

Larder Love

Pantry

If I could move a cot into my pantry and live, I just might. It’s my favorite part of our kitchen remodel — and the part I probably spent the most time on. Planning. And measuring. And redesigning.

When we started the project, Husband said that he didn’t really like things out on the kitchen counters. Given I had a juicer, an espresso machine and my new Vitamix always at the ready, this was going to take some creative problem-solving. Continue Reading →

Sometimes, cheaters DO win…

Chipotle Cilantro Lime Rice

I love to cook, and I’ll tackle a difficult recipe without blinking. But for whatever reason, I can’t whip up a batch of rice worthy of company. I don’t own a rice cooker — though I’m told that if I did, my rice-failures would be behind me. But I don’t need or want another appliance — especially one so “specialized.” Anyway, I figure it would be “cheating.”

Then my sister introduced me to an alternative. Continue Reading →