I took a break from posting for a few days to finish a deadline. But last Saturday was our last day in Mystic, and we spent the morning at Olde Mistick Village for their Easter egg hunt. Which was such a great last thing to do before we left, if you’re ever in town for any of their family events I really recommend it. We packed up the car and brought Hamilton to their apple orchard with us, which he loved. He was a big hit with many of the little kids out there for the egg hunt, and he was just so excited for sunshine and adventure.
We really only spent two full days in Mystic, but on Good Friday we had a lazy morning at the hotel and then headed out with Hamilton in tow to grab lunch. We went to Sea View Snack Bar, right down the road from Mystic Seaport, and sat outside with him eating lobster rolls, french fries, and hot dogs. He had his very own hot dog, he was in his doggy glory.
Other posts on this trip: Heading to Mystic, CT.
Yesterday was our first of two full days in the Mystic area. I’ve been to Mystic as a kid, once or twice with Adam over the years, and once we spent an afternoon at the Seaport (with Hannah) on our way to Maine with my in-laws. But every time I come I feel like it’s new, and my sense of geography is weird until we get somewhere, and I think, “Ah, I remember this.”
Today’s the day! HFR is 5 years old today. I’m going to get the typical parent cliche out of the way here first by announcing I can’t believe she’s five, it feels like just yesterday when she was born, where does the time go, etc. These are all true statements that run through my head on a regular basis, and at every birthday she’s ever had.
I’ve made blueberry butter to go in the holiday teacher gift boxes for Hannah’s school a couple of years running now, and once or twice in between. Sometimes I throw in some maple syrup, sometimes I make it with lower sugar, but this is the general recipe I like to use, from Chowhound. It’s pure essence of blueberry, and smeared on a piece of buttery toast it’s like nirvana. These ingredients make about 3 pints, or 6 little half pints (I like the small jars for gifts).
I’ve had migraines since Sunday night, ebbing and flowing. I’m in the middle of an ebb right now. My Valentine’s Day plans aren’t going as planned, but we’re pretty low key about V Day anyway. We never go out, and we typically let it pass with mild fanfare. Cards, maybe candy, a good dinner at home. Not so much today. But I did manage yesterday, before a migraine set in and lasted through the night, to make these s’mores bites with Hannah to celebrate the day.
My virtual book club just started its third year, and last week I mailed out the prizes to the big winners from 2016. We don’t read a set book each month, we just read whatever we want and talk about it. The past 2 years I gave out prizes for the most books read, the most pages read, and the most audiobook time listened. This year we’ve moved over to Goodreads, and we’re just straight tracking the number of books read. So, next January I’ll announce a first, second, and third place winner.
Because they’re still delicious, even if they did take out my MacBook. Here’s the thing: Adam travels a few days a month for work now, and he hates shellfish and seafood. So, when he leaves town I take advantage and cook myself shrimp, scallops, mussels. Especially mussels, this recipe has become my go-to dinner (because a bag of mussels is like $7).
I’ve been cooking more fish this year, but my catalog of recipes is small. This is a good fall fish dish because the blistered tomato sauce is hearty, and cod makes me think of fish and chips. Even though this one is much, much healthier. It’s a recipe from Baker by Nature.
I’ve been on a break from blogging for a couple of weeks while I got ready for the holidays. And they’ve arrived! They came, they saw, they spread festive cheer all over the house! My in-laws just left this morning, and I’m looking around the house figuring out where we’re going to put everything.