A Quiet Holiday Week

This, my friends, was the view from my car window on the drive down from Seattle to the Bay Area. Remember when I promised photos from the coast road and a recipe for Christmas morning? Well that was quickly absorbed by a very different kind of trip than we’d originally expected. A snowier trip and a much less scenic one (as we had to take an alternate route), although one filled with ample memories and cups of gas station hot chocolate. I didn’t expect for the blog to be silent during the holiday week, but sometimes you can’t control these things. So I sincerely hope that you had a wonderful, restful time with family and friends and are slowly getting back into the swing of things.

This year, we spent a lot of time at home with family instead of rushing around to visit various new spots around San Francisco. We did a little cookie baking, visited Sam’s favorite record store in the Haight and saw many old friends. We drank martinis, endured a period of holiday rain of the likes I haven’t seen in years, and snuck out when the rain finally let up to run or walk the neighborhood. We had a lazy pajama-cloaked Christmas morning complete with numerous cups of coffee and a team-effort eggs benedict on toasty bagels smeared with avocado. I’m reluctant to head back but also love the feeling of a new year and looking ahead towards all that it may bring. Maybe on our drive back, I’ll actually get to snap a few coast photos. Cross your fingers! In the meantime, I wanted to share just a handful of favorite recipes from 2012 on the chance you’ve got time and are inspired to cook this week. I’ll see you back here very soon, feeling newly inspired and refreshed after such a nice break from our often busy day-to-day life back in Seattle. 

Watercress Soup
Talk about the perfect brothy soup for this very moment — after rich holiday foods and Christmas cookies, this is what I’m craving right now.

White Bean, Barley and Kale Stew

A hearty winter stew with many of my favorite ingredients: white beans, kale, barley and a smattering of herbs.

Casselberry Biscuits

Finally, the coveted recipe from Sam’s family. This is his go-to at many of our dinner parties — Bay Area and Seattle friends can attest to this. They’re best cooked up in a cast-iron pan to order. You’ll find, if they’re not already, friends and family will gather in the kitchen and wait eagerly for them.

Baked Herbed Ricotta

It doesn’t get much simpler or satisfying than this: warm ricotta baked up with seasonal herbs and a few eggs — with a handful of salty capers thrown in at the end. Made for crusty bread-dipping, afternoon snacking, or light lunching.

Lemony French Yogurt Cake

To cap it all off, one of my favorite, humble loaf cakes of the year. There were a few, to be sure, but this one relies on whole-grain flours, yogurt, and olive oil — at once substantial and light. A season-less charmer.

Comments

  1. Ahu

    Beautiful pictures! Never heard of casselberry, looks amazing.

  2. Shanna

    Happy New Year (a little early), my friend. So glad your snow-filled drive was still a safe one and glad you enjoyed the holiday with people -- just as it should be! Here's to the joy of good things to come in the coming year!

  3. lori

    Happy New Year, Megan! Can't wait to see what posts you'll write in 2013.

  4. Kasey

    Happy New Year, Megan! I'm glad you took some time to just enjoy the moments...and sorry we welcomed you with rain (I'm sure you were hoping to get some sunshine in the Bay!). I have a good feeling that 2013 is going to be a great year for you - personally and professionally - and I am looking forward to spending more time together friend. Miss you! xoxox

  5. Denise

    I am so happy that we got to spend a little time together - was wonderful seeing you both! The time is always too short but cherished!

    Happy New Year!!! xo

  6. Dana

    Was such a treat to get to spend an afternoon with you and get to know Sam. I hope we can make that a Christmas tradition along with your other lovely ones.

  7. ryan

    Watercress soup sounds fantastic right now! I am so glad that you both, as well as your little sis, made it there and back safely. Looking forward to new posts as well as hanging out.

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