I've been nursing a blog post for a couple of weeks now about small food. Portions, that is. With the holidays upon us I've searched for ways to keep the words, "indulgent" and "favorite foods" in my vocabulary while not adding other words like, "guilt" and "pounds".
With all of that snow fall we had in Syracuse this month I've had plentiful opportunities to hunker down and bake. I've been churning out loaves of banana coconut bread, experimenting with baguettes and bread sticks, and turning the last of the apple harvest into rustic tarts...but small.
I was going to wax on about the beauty and deliciousness of small bites and miniatures and post a bunch of recipes.
But then a long-awaited gift came to us--a beautiful, small, baby boy we've named Timothy Aaron. He eats like a champ and while he does, I whisper sweet somethings in his ear like " Flour City pumpkin pappardelle pasta with pesto" and "mise en place". I'm hoping he can begin to get excited about these things when the time comes for solid food. Oh the fun we are going to have!
I'll be rethinking much of what's on my figurative plate but I hope you'll keep checking in here from time to time. I'll write as I can--who knows what Timothy will inspire? In the meantime, peace and joy to you this holiday season and grace and good tidings for the new year.