Our weekend house smells constantly of brewed coffee, often of a big stock bubbling (from organic bones bought at the market), a cake baking (if I have the time), the Sunday morning pancakes that I'm not cooking, but get to scoff . Oh, and the gorgeous, sweaty heady smell of our 15 month old who still has that caramel, new, sweetness unique to babies.
"Tell me what you collect, tell me how you collect, and I will tell you who you are." - Jean Willy Mestach
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Cornucopia: The beauty of food display.
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I love what you say about the smell of food cooking, a home is really nothing without it. I make pretty diplays out of fresh produce too, a bowl of pears can be a piece of art all by itself.
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