Welcome back!
Five years ago I put Sticks Forks Fingers to bed, thinking it was a concluded project. Today, on little more than a whim, I open Chapter Two of Sticks Forks Fingers.
This new chapter will take a deeper look at the creative process behind building a meal, chosing a wine, or throwing a party; and more on Oregon living.
On background, since my last post Scott and I have moved from our 5-acre country place back to the city, and now back out to another glorious 20-acre country home. I plan to be here until I die. We've found the closest thing to heaven on earth.
Scott and I also attended a viticulture and enology program— our due diligence on planting a vineyard at our former property. At the end of the very first viticulture class, I vowed that I couldn't spend the rest of my life laying awake worrying about pests, frosts, chemical overspray from neighbors, and the host of things successful farmers must be concerned about. Oregon has so many vine producers who know what they are doing. There's no shortage of high-quality Pinot Noir, so we decided that our roles in the industry should remain as keen consumers. Cheers to that!
I concluded the program with an even deeper understanding and appreciation of the art and science that bring so much joy to my daily life.
Two more beautiful grandchildren have been added to our family, for a total of four glorious young people who call me GramPam or Grammie. What a beautiful blessing. Mentions of them and our seven kids— 5 with spouses— are sure to pop up here and there, mostly to describe our gatherings to maintain their privacy.
I've got some fun things to share coming up, but for this reintroduction, I'll leave you with a little reminiscance of my recent return from a conference. The house was empty and I was starved. I was grateful that a few simple ingredients can make a house feel like a very fine house.
I'll see you soon.
~Pam
This new chapter will take a deeper look at the creative process behind building a meal, chosing a wine, or throwing a party; and more on Oregon living.
On background, since my last post Scott and I have moved from our 5-acre country place back to the city, and now back out to another glorious 20-acre country home. I plan to be here until I die. We've found the closest thing to heaven on earth.
Scott and I also attended a viticulture and enology program— our due diligence on planting a vineyard at our former property. At the end of the very first viticulture class, I vowed that I couldn't spend the rest of my life laying awake worrying about pests, frosts, chemical overspray from neighbors, and the host of things successful farmers must be concerned about. Oregon has so many vine producers who know what they are doing. There's no shortage of high-quality Pinot Noir, so we decided that our roles in the industry should remain as keen consumers. Cheers to that!
I concluded the program with an even deeper understanding and appreciation of the art and science that bring so much joy to my daily life.
Two more beautiful grandchildren have been added to our family, for a total of four glorious young people who call me GramPam or Grammie. What a beautiful blessing. Mentions of them and our seven kids— 5 with spouses— are sure to pop up here and there, mostly to describe our gatherings to maintain their privacy.
I'll see you soon.
~Pam
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