From the category archives:

Lunch

Gallina De Madre: Mother Hen Toast

by irene on June 22, 2008

Gallina De Madre - Mother Hen Toast

 
This summer, Saturdays have turned in to a leisurely meal outside on the deck, enjoying the shade of the 250 year old oak tree, the gentle breeze, and the mild early summer temperatures. And in such a relaxing, civilized setting, not just any lunch will do.

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The Perfect Spring Lunch

by irene on June 9, 2008

Hacker Pschorr Dunkel

Spring hits in Wisconsin in a very welcome way.  After the brutal winter that we lived through in our area we needed Spring desperately.  Over 100 inches of snow was a hard memory to shake off, but somehow we managed to do just that. 
This process was helped along with a Spring Tradition of ourse - the enjoyment of [...]

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Snowy Day Lunch

by irene on December 29, 2007

Snowy Day

It was just one of those snowy days. The roads were crummy, and I went out and did all of my errands that required driving as early as possible. When all was said and done, around seven more inches of snow had fallen… just what we needed on top of the 28 inches of snow [...]

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A Series of Firsts

by irene on April 9, 2005

First Lunch On The Deck
It’s spring, and that means many “firsts”. But this year, in the new house, it means even more than usual!
We had our first lunch out on the deck of our new house! This was also the first use of the new patio table and the first beer, sausage, cheese and radish [...]

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The Luck of the Irish

by irene on March 19, 2005

As luck would have it, we had plenty of corned beef left over from St. Pat’s day. This caused us to eagerly anticipate our Saturday lunch – leftover Corned Beef on leftover rye bread, with onions, mustard and swiss cheese.
We very seldom buy corned beef for sandwiches from delis. In these parts its [...]

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The Perfect Saturday

by irene on May 15, 2004

The morning started with an early call (pre-6:00 AM) from my partner in crime on Cuisine Capers. He had an itch to go to the Farmer’s Market on the Square. I was game, so I threw on some sweats and headed into the 45 degree clear morning.
It was the perfect time to go [...]

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