Tag Archive: cooking

Instagram a Day: Day 4


Taken at the beginning of the holiday bake fest. The first thing I baked for the holidays this season was a loaf of pumpkin bread. Every year my family and I go the pumpkin patch like good consumers. Most years my Mom steams a pumpkin for such baking needs. Sometimes I do the same if I have the time, this year I did not. My Mom kindly shared some of her fresh pumpkin with me. These are the lovely spices atop of the flour and sugar and other things: cloves, cinnamon and nutmeg.


One hundred & eleven

I was getting ready to do some baking. I don’t remember what, maybe banana bread. I had wanted to try this shot before, but hadn’t. I sat my camera on the stove, it wasn’t on of course. I set the self-timer stepped in front of the lens and started to tie my apron. This was the resulting photo. I think ity only took about 2 shots. I like the movement, the awkward angle of my fingers and hands. I like the tones of the black and white. Overall I’m happy with this shot.

 “Hands are for shaking, No not tying.” Chris Cornell

Seventy-six & seventy-seven

These two shots are the two days leading up to Christmas, Christmas Eve and Christmas Eve Eve. Every year we bake about four batches of cookies, sugar, gingerbread and chocolate chip usually. This year was no exception. Seventy-six I was actually really angry about something and was beating the heck out of that batter. I don’t even think this was cookie dough, maybe it was breakfast. Anyway, I caught want I wanted to. The action of stirring.

“Inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but they can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake.” ~Author Unknown

Seventy-seven was eating some yummy cookie dough that my little elf and big elf (husband and son) were helping to make. Niether one of these shots am I particulary happy with, but they capture the moment and the time of year for me.

 “Stressed spelled backwards is desserts.  Coincidence?  I think not!”  ~Author Unknown


Wow falling behind on my blogs. Don’t think I will be able to get caught up soon as life keeps moving forward and there is always a million things to do. Day twenty-nine I was feeling MUCH better than I had in almost three weeks. I had enough energy to steam a pumpkin and roast pumpkin seeds. It was a great day in the kitchen, listening to Halloween music, enjoying time with my family and loving the Autumn season. I took a ton of photos while I was working. I even had plans to write a how-to blog on steaming pumpkins complete with photos. I took the photos and never wrote the blog. It’s never too late though, maybe one day. This photo shows my happiness with pumpkins in the kitchen. I was going for an Instagram kind of look, with the faded, unreal colors. I’m not cool enough to own an Iphone so I don’t actually have Instagram to play with, but I see many people’s photos that do use it and they are pretty rad. Maybe one day when it’s not cool anymore I’ll start using it.

 “Each year, the Great Pumpkin rises out of the pumpkin patch that he thinks is the most sincere.” ~Linus, It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown


Over the last year or so I’ve started changing the way that I cook. Instead of always doing what is easy and pre-made, when I have time, I really take my time and add ingredients that I never used before, experimenting like a mad chemist. Since my husband’s return from Iraq in June he too has joined the band wagon. Maybe it’s from watching too many food shows, who knows. Also I feel that I spend almost half of my day in the kitchen, preparing breakfasts, lunches and dinners day in and day out. Not to mention all the cleaning that goes into all that cooking. Day twenty I decided to take a series of shots documenting my afternoon/evening kitchen time. Balancing the cleaning, the children and the cooking, and some how managing to make a decent meal. A mother’s work is never done. I wasn’t sure where I was going with the actual lay out of these photos. I had something totally different in mind. This is what looked best with what I had.

“I was 32 when I started cooking; up until then, I just ate.” ~Julia Child