When I think of French bread I suddenly speak with an extremely embarrassing French accent and imagine myself in a beret. Oui Oui! ~ugh~ If you have never had homemade French bread, let me weep a little for you (yes, again in the French accent). If you have never made homemade bread of any kind, …
19 months ago our lives changed when Sweet E entered the world on a stormy February day. Fat Tuesday lived up to the celebration that year and it’s been a lesson in grandparenty love ever since. I’ve kept tabs on what I’ve learned HERE, HERE, and HERE, but each new day is a surprisingly delightful …
One year for Christmas I received an unexpected gift from Boy that I honestly thought I’d never use; I got a silicone non-stick baker’s mat. Confession: I’m an old school baker that eschews most anything silicone. It isn’t aesthetically or physically appealing to me. To be honest it gives me the icks. THE ICKS, I …
Confession Time: I’ve wanted a generously large goose down comforter for years, but have failed to fulfill that wonderfully fluffy dream because I’m scared of duvet covers. Yep, scared. They are totally bewildering to me. I’ve looked at them with no understanding. Yes, I see you’re a cover that protects my goose downy investment. Yes, …
Today we take the time to remember 9-11. There is an entire generation that has no recollection of the horrible events of that day and it’s our job as those who lived this history to stand for those who can no longer stand. I republish THIS POST every year on this date. It is my …
OMT has been baking with buttermilk again, y’all. It’s so Southern, don’t you think? When I first found this recipe, I immediately printed it out. Then, I promptly forgot about it. I blame my peri-brain fog. When I ran across it again, I made a note of the ingredients, ran to the store for buttermilk, …
Who loves a compliment? WHO?! Me. You. ALL THE WORLD. We’ll get to that soon enough. This post is a windy, wandering, wisp of what I’d actually like to say but can’t articulate because my innards, where all my feels live, were blown away and took most of my words in the aftermath when a …
Y’all know I’m a lifelong runner. I’m like Forrest Gump; once I started, I just kept going. As I lifer, I’ve had injuries along the way, one of which was thought to be fat pad atrophy. I know, I laughed too. ~ A gentle reminder: OMT! uses Amazon referral links. When you do your shopping …
Roasted French green beans sounds so, so, French, oui? I love a roasted veggie, no doubt, but have found the veggies I’m not particularly fond of (like steamed green beans) are delicious when roasted. I’ll actually go back for seconds. Recently, on a trip to Boy’s, he made roasted asparagus, which I love any way …
A friend of mine (HEY! I have them…) suggested a post idea to me that if successful, may become a regular series here at OMT! Kinda like a grown-up version of the What I’ll Tell Sweet E series. For now I’m calling it: Ask OMT! Wow. My originality exceeds nothing. Good thing I had to …