Hannah and Hugo meet in NYC. They build a cozy home and have their first baby (Oliver 8-12-08). After discovering the work of Weston Price they spend a year adopting a nutrient-dense traditional diet. In their Brooklyn kitchen raw cultured dairy, fermented veggies, bone broths & natural animal fats get top billing. The family welcomes Weston, who is born at home 12-3-11. The adventure continues...
Showing posts with label Family times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family times. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Brotherly similarities?
Weston is 2 months old today! Here are a few recent pictures:
While looking through some recent pictures I noticed some striking similarities in the expressions on my two cuties' faces! Are the boys already showing that they are related??
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Governor's Island birthday trip
Oliver turned 2 on Thursday!! To celebrate, we took a rare family excursion to Governor's Island today, a process that involved travel by 1) foot, 2) shuttle bus, 3) subway, 4) bus, and 5) ferry. We would have employed the services of a family cart-cycle thing (what are they called??) on the island except that they were in short supply. The weather was not exactly ideal, but we preferred it to one of these all-too-recent scorching hot days, and a good time was had by all.
I prepared quite a spread for our picnic lunch. A bit much perhaps? (we did leave one of these watermelon containers at home)

We enjoyed local pastured chicken breast "nuggets" in cashew flour crust (fried in lard of course, served with honey and honey-mustard dipping sauces), local watermelon, "sun" cheese and summer sausage from Raindance Organic Farm (untouched until we got home), local cucumbers with lime juice and Mexican chili powder, homemade lacto-fermented pickles, homemade lacto-fermented ginger ale, homemade raw milk kefir in Oliver's bottle (for naptime), and local pastured beef sticks (jerky-like). It actually proved to be too much food, oddly enough (perhaps the strain of carrying this heavy load depleted Hugo's appetite...).
The chicken was especially delicious. I started with a whole bird which I cut up, then pounded the breasts thin, sliced them into nugget-like shapes, rolled them in beaten egg, then dredged in fresh cashew flour (cashews from Wilderness Family Naturals ground in the food processor, mixed with salt & pepper, dried thyme, and some garlic powder), then fried in pastured-pork lard. Wonderful served with raw honey! Also very good with my impromptu honey-mustard sauce (more or less equal amounts of raw honey and Dijon mixed together -- surprisingly like the "real" honey-mustard from a package.)
Here are a couple of cute pictures from our picnic time. At first Oliver got right into the spirit of it and did a lot of lying around, taking up most of the picnic blanket. After eating it turned into a gymnastic session with Hugo.


Oh yes, and my homemade pickles? Nothing but a Mason jar stuffed with whole kirbies (small pickle-sized cucumbers), with a bunch of coriander seeds and mustard seeds shaken in, 1 tbsp. unrefined sea salt (I use Celtic sea salt or Eden brand), a handful of fresh dill (couldn't find the kind going to seed, so just used what they had at the store), plus a small amount of whey from dripping yogurt (1/4 cup I think). I let them ferment for 3 days at room temperature. They are not bad at all -- quite pickly and tasty! Next time I will use some garlic and ferment them a little less time.
I prepared quite a spread for our picnic lunch. A bit much perhaps? (we did leave one of these watermelon containers at home)

We enjoyed local pastured chicken breast "nuggets" in cashew flour crust (fried in lard of course, served with honey and honey-mustard dipping sauces), local watermelon, "sun" cheese and summer sausage from Raindance Organic Farm (untouched until we got home), local cucumbers with lime juice and Mexican chili powder, homemade lacto-fermented pickles, homemade lacto-fermented ginger ale, homemade raw milk kefir in Oliver's bottle (for naptime), and local pastured beef sticks (jerky-like). It actually proved to be too much food, oddly enough (perhaps the strain of carrying this heavy load depleted Hugo's appetite...).
The chicken was especially delicious. I started with a whole bird which I cut up, then pounded the breasts thin, sliced them into nugget-like shapes, rolled them in beaten egg, then dredged in fresh cashew flour (cashews from Wilderness Family Naturals ground in the food processor, mixed with salt & pepper, dried thyme, and some garlic powder), then fried in pastured-pork lard. Wonderful served with raw honey! Also very good with my impromptu honey-mustard sauce (more or less equal amounts of raw honey and Dijon mixed together -- surprisingly like the "real" honey-mustard from a package.)
Here are a couple of cute pictures from our picnic time. At first Oliver got right into the spirit of it and did a lot of lying around, taking up most of the picnic blanket. After eating it turned into a gymnastic session with Hugo.


Oh yes, and my homemade pickles? Nothing but a Mason jar stuffed with whole kirbies (small pickle-sized cucumbers), with a bunch of coriander seeds and mustard seeds shaken in, 1 tbsp. unrefined sea salt (I use Celtic sea salt or Eden brand), a handful of fresh dill (couldn't find the kind going to seed, so just used what they had at the store), plus a small amount of whey from dripping yogurt (1/4 cup I think). I let them ferment for 3 days at room temperature. They are not bad at all -- quite pickly and tasty! Next time I will use some garlic and ferment them a little less time.
Labels:
Chicken,
Family times,
Lacto-fermentation,
picnic,
Poultry dishes
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
It's beginning to look a lot...
...like Christmas!

We bought our small but delightfully fat tree from the Quebecois guys who sell trees every year down by the Rite Aid on 3rd Ave. and 93rd St. here in Bay Ridge. We decided a small tree would be a more prudent choice this year, both for the budget and because we can keep it out of Oliver's reach entirely by having it on a small table. Hugo is responsible for the lovely bows. :) He also made his stocking last year, at the same time that I made mine and Oliver's. Sadly we have not gotten good at stocking up on stocking stuffers throughout the year yet, though... But at least this year we will have Christmas music played on the piano! Hugo picked up a wonderful book of traditional and modern Christmas songs for me last night at Borders.
Just for fun, here is a picture of my two cuties reading the Times by the tree:

Recently we went into the city to see the Macy's Christmas windows (which are also largely Hugo's work). Oliver was entranced!

We bought our small but delightfully fat tree from the Quebecois guys who sell trees every year down by the Rite Aid on 3rd Ave. and 93rd St. here in Bay Ridge. We decided a small tree would be a more prudent choice this year, both for the budget and because we can keep it out of Oliver's reach entirely by having it on a small table. Hugo is responsible for the lovely bows. :) He also made his stocking last year, at the same time that I made mine and Oliver's. Sadly we have not gotten good at stocking up on stocking stuffers throughout the year yet, though... But at least this year we will have Christmas music played on the piano! Hugo picked up a wonderful book of traditional and modern Christmas songs for me last night at Borders.
Just for fun, here is a picture of my two cuties reading the Times by the tree:
Recently we went into the city to see the Macy's Christmas windows (which are also largely Hugo's work). Oliver was entranced!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Pictures from Chicago
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Gloucester Vacation
Oliver experienced the ocean for the first time and took to it right away (despite the very cold temperature). He practiced taking some steps which were mainly giant "monster" steps and very hilarious.
Before having Oliver I pretty much expected to never be able to wear a bikini again (if only because of stretch marks) but much to my delight I was wrong! Of course I credit eating well for most of this accomplishment.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Saturday morning conversation
The morning seems pretty ideal so far: Hugo and I are having fresh-baked lemon-cranberry scones (thanks to me), and we are reading the New York Times. Oliver is even cooperating more or less by playing destructively on the floor. I am thinking happily of the walk we will take around our neighborhood a little later; I need to go to the farmers' market, and the bank, and to get my phone checked out after its recent drooly handling by Oliver. To me, going to the farmers' market with our adorable son in the Bugaboo and my handsome husband at my side is pretty much my idea of the perfect way to spend a lovely Saturday spring morning. This is what happened when I foolishly opened my mouth:
Me (brightly): Honey, we can go by Verizon while we're out at the farmers' market!
Hugo: What?! See, this is why I don't want to go on a walk. You end up making me do WORK. I want to just SIT outside at the park, not go to a bunch of places!
Me (totally baffled): You mean, you don't WANT to go to the farmers' market?
Hugo: No!
Me: Really? But it's so fun! You can look around and pick something that you would like.
Hugo: But there's no selection!
Me: No selection?!
Hugo: There's no electronics! Nobody's naked! What more can I say?!
This gave me a really good laugh. In many ways, Hugo is a typical guy. He loves vampire movies and doesn't want our son wearing baby blue seersucker, for example. But he has also enthusiastically attended the ballet with me on several occasions and has even bought me shoes at the Opening Ceremony warehouse sale. So even though he has refused to accompany me to the farmers' market this morning, I will still believe that life with Hugo is pretty much the best of both worlds. :)
Me (brightly): Honey, we can go by Verizon while we're out at the farmers' market!
Hugo: What?! See, this is why I don't want to go on a walk. You end up making me do WORK. I want to just SIT outside at the park, not go to a bunch of places!
Me (totally baffled): You mean, you don't WANT to go to the farmers' market?
Hugo: No!
Me: Really? But it's so fun! You can look around and pick something that you would like.
Hugo: But there's no selection!
Me: No selection?!
Hugo: There's no electronics! Nobody's naked! What more can I say?!
This gave me a really good laugh. In many ways, Hugo is a typical guy. He loves vampire movies and doesn't want our son wearing baby blue seersucker, for example. But he has also enthusiastically attended the ballet with me on several occasions and has even bought me shoes at the Opening Ceremony warehouse sale. So even though he has refused to accompany me to the farmers' market this morning, I will still believe that life with Hugo is pretty much the best of both worlds. :)
Friday, April 17, 2009
Family photo op
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