Honey Baked Pears

So, I love really really simple recipes. Here is my latest.

Honey Baked Pears with Cream

Ripe pears
Pecan pieces
A drizzle of honey
Whipped Cream (optional but recommended)

Take a ripe pear and cut it in half, slice the tiniest piece off the rounded side so it can lay flat. With a spoon take out the seeds leaving a little well in the center. Sprinkle with cinnamon. Fill well with pecan pieces. Drizzle with a bit of honey. Bake at 350 for 20 minutes. Serve with whipped cream. 



Delicious! Can I have another?

What have I been doing.

I thought I’d write a quick post on a few things I’ve been doing lately.

Reading for fun: Sense and Sensibility

Other Reading: Three to get Married by Archbishop Fulton J Sheen

Writing: Not at much as I would like, as you can tell.

Cooking: Peach Crumble (I will write a post about it coming up)

Watching: The Republican Debate and the Sound of Music

Going: Shortly to help work a booth at the St. Joseph Orphan’s Picnic

Helping: A friend of mine move

Admiring: these little toes (Babysitting can be fun) expect a post on this one too.


Are you here for the photoshoot? I thought this was a cookout…

Have you ever been invited to a family cookout and walked into a photoshoot? Well a few weeks ago I did just that.

I was invited by a family member to a family cookout. So I come bringing pie and my boyfriend that Sunday after a busy morning at church. Thankfully I hadn’t changed out of my church clothes.

Driving up the long driveway I noticed quite a few cars and thought “Wow there are a lot of people here. We must have a lot of extended family here already.”  I pulled around and walked in the side door of the house and hear an excited, “what are you all doing here? Are you here for the photoshoot?” Me with a stunned look on my face.

…… “the what?” …… thoughts rushing through my head.  Photoshoot, no one said anything about a photoshoot.

I thought we were getting together for a cookout.

My cousin comes in and says people are in my aunts house in the back.  So, let’s go say hi to what i expect to be more family. I walk into a house jam packed full of people I don’t know. Now everyone is staring at me like I’ve walked on stage during the climax scene of a Broadway musical. Stop, stare, silence… what is she doing here?  Once my aunt sees me she introduces me and asks what I’m doing here. She welcomes me and says we are welcome to be part of the photoshoot.

First I walk into my grandparents house unexpected, now my aunts house full of strangers. Okay now to find my grandfather who is hiding somewhere. ( I wish i was too at this point) once I find him we realize that no one knows any of these people except my aunt and no one knows what is going on.  So let’s just hang out. 

Picture taking began and low and behold I was asked to be in a few…  More family arrives and we put the pieces of the puzzle together. The Saltrox company run by members of my family, was putting together a cookbook and such. So there was lots of food and family there and even a family photograph at the end.  

The food cooked on and served on Saltrox blocks is delicious.  So worth the effort.  Do try Saltrox and eat really good food.  Or check out their Facebook page here, and maybe see some shots from the unexpected photoshoot.


Some of my friends and I went to an old theater in Downtown Louisville this weekend. The Palace Theater, a most nostalgic building.  Most summers this theater has a selection of old movies they play. This year they had one of my favorites Laura.  A movie with Gene Tierney, Dana Andrews, and Clifton Webb among others.  You can check out more about the movie here.

It is full of suspense and good clean fun with twists and turns that will surprise the most faithful of old movie watchers.




As much as I recommend the movie to you I can’t leave out the Palace Theater itself. I had so many pictures from trying to capture the charm and ornateness of such a grand theater.  When you first walk in you can easily imagine being surrounded by ladies in long flowing dresses and men in suits from before WWI. Think Downton Abbey season 1 but in America.





With those surroundings it is easy to imagine yourself in a flowing ornate dress on the arm of a handsome man.  Or in a group of other young ladies chatting in excitement about the gentleman who smiled at you or  the silent film that would be playing shortly. Thousands of senarios swim in my head at the memory of seeing such a place.

I’m still alive


Anyone there?

Hello? Hello?

Well I’m back. My life has basically been:  Sleep, Eat, and Workout. Sleep, workout, Eat, Workout, and sleep. Repeat, Repeat, Repeat, and Repeat.

I’ve decided I am going to do a sprint triathlon in the spring. However, I have to master the art of running. Its slowly getting better, but the thought that I’m going to die 5 minutes into the run still seem to find a home in my mind. It’ll get easier, right? Tell me it’ll get easier!

What’s been going on since my couple week hiatus?

-I spent the weekend in Eastern Kentucky a couple weeks ago. It was a unique experience to say the least. Blog post to come soon. ☺

-My best friend got engaged a couple weeks ago. And my other best friend’s wedding is a little more than month away. So crazy

-US Women’s Soccer team completely demolished Japan to become Word Champions. No Big Deal.

-I’m reading:

Brideshead Revisited

By: Evelyn Waugh

-I’m watching:

Still, Arrested Development

(I have SO much time to do so.)

-I’m wearing:

This dress. I snagged it at a local boutique, but I did my homework and found it online for YOU!

And I swiped up these new kicks, which I love so much.

I’m following:

This blog.

-And I’m wanting:

To learn how to sew!

That’s all I got for today. Keep on keeping on.

Picking Blueberries

wpid-20150704_083237.jpgSome of you friends may remember my post where I used some frozen blueberries we had picked fresh last year.  Well we picked more this year.  I think Blueberries are my favorite fruit to pick.

A friend of mine and her mother introduced us to Bryant’s Blueberries more years ago than I like to think. When she comes home from wpid-20150704_083255.jpggrad school in the summers we like to take an excursion with our mothers to pick blueberries, and catch up. The first delight for both of us is to listen to our mothers catch up about family, friends, and reminisce about old times. Every year her mother’s delicious buckwheat pancakes with fresh blueberry syrup, seem to come up. We still have fond memories of them from lets say 10 to 15 years ago or so.  Liz and I then chatter on while plucking fruit and filling up our buckets. Somehow Liz always manages to fill hers faster than me. I couldn’t tell you how unless I am more choosy about my berries than she. wpid-img_20150704_082517.jpg Bryant’s has the best blueberries around. Many different varieties, but all delicious.  They put store bought blueberries to shame.

Stick around for some blueberry recipes that I am sure will be coming soon.

If you are near southern Indiana in June or July perhaps we will meet in the blueberry patch.

Bourbon Tales


Happy Independence Day!wpid-20150703_114944.jpg

On this 4th of July, the day we celebrate our God given Independence, I thank God for the many blessings we have been given. I also hope you will join me in praying for this great country that we will return to TRUTH.  The Truth which our country was founded upon by the sacrifices and knowledge of the founding fathers and all those that fought for this country.  May we return to the Truth being our guiding light. Let us also pray for those who now and have through the years served our country.

Have you ever walked into a warehouse and smelled the sweet smell of the angels share? The scent cannot be reproduced no matter how hard they try.


  The Angels Share

For those of you who have not had the pleasure, the scent of bourbon and wooden barrels mixing together with cool Kentucky air is near heaven.  Try it sometime.


wpid-20150703_123005.jpgA friend of mine is home for a short visit from her grad studies and we took an excursion to Buffalo Trace in Frankfort, Kentucky and Four Roses in Lawrenceburg.  I was very glad to see that both were all ready to celebrate Independence Day.

We had a wonderful tour and tasting at Buffalo Trace.   Once we pulled into Four Roses parking lot the sky open and it started pouring. After dashing through the rain Lighting and thunder followed. This caused the tours to be shortened and we ended up having a tasting  under the outdoor gazebo. It was fun and unique, though the rain came down so hard you could barely hear what was being said.  On our way home we experienced flash floods and nearly washed out roadways. But overall I had a blast and am so happy to visit with my friend Liz.

wpid-img_20150703_134714.jpgBarrel rolling anyone?