In Donata's Kitchen

Once upon a time there was a young mother who cooked on a budget. She dreamed of the day when this would no longer be the case, and once she got there, she lost her waistline. With that said, Once Upon a Time I did draft a cookbook called Desperate…
Continue reading →: Chicken Parmesan and Garlicky Green Beans
while inspecting grief Today someone said We begin grieving the moment we take our first breath It made sense to me in this way That maybe we begin to lose our innocence the moment we take our first breath Like the whole idea of Eden is just shattered once we…
Continue reading →: And on the whole original sin thing
Random Thoughts And on grief Truth is, I grieve every time I eat. I grieve for the person I could have been if I hadn’t eaten that. The butter, the bread, the cheese. Fact is, I eat too much cheese. And sometimes it’s just good to stick to the facts.…
Continue reading →: And more about Grief
And just like that, it was time for lavender, strawberries, and rose.
Continue reading →: Summer, Summer, Summertime
Entry #16 My home is empty now, a bereft nest. As empty as my aging womb. Rooms once full of life are now empty ruins. knick knacks scattered on dusty furniture toppled over onto floors. hanging plants, dead dust bunnies little piles of dog hair linger in the rooms a…
Continue reading →: The Liminal Space Between Mother and Crone=Grief
Entry #15: And a look back at the very beginning ON this particular morning, it was August, and I wandered the gardens as I ate granola. I piled a parfait into a thrifted rose color vintage Arcoroc bowl. It was a cardamom scented granola layered with freshly plucked figs, plain…
Continue reading →: Reconciling a Simple Life
Entry #14: Missing Christmas a bit already; a look back on Christmas in the PNW I am reposting this from another publication I used to have online, I change platforms quite often, you see. I felt it worthy of re-posting simply because it’s a fun example of Christmas in the…
Continue reading →: preparing the hearth for the new year
Entry #13: On the making and sharing of Fire Cider In 2023 I made Fire Cider for friends and family like this: Fire Cider The great herbalist and wise woman Rosemary Gladstar coined the term Fire Cider in the early 1980’s. It became a widely used winter tonic for boosting…
Continue reading →: National Fire Cider making day
Entry #12: Herbalism and looking towards Spring; Nervines I’m slowly working through Rosemary Gladstar’s course The Science and Art of Herbalism. I’ve done herbal courses before, but I wanted to capture the spirit of Galdstar by taking her course. There’s an elegance and Grace, a humbleness, to this Queen of…
Continue reading →: Distractions that fill my time
Entry #11: On plagiarism, self expression, aging, recipes, sexism, intellectual property, adult parenting, absolutes, social responsibility, truths, and baking From August 2024- I’m bleeding for the first time in months. I have a trip planned this week. I’m not sure I can go, because it’s quite possible that I also…
Continue reading →: Ranting and Rambling, an effect of Peri-Menopause

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