Love People Well: Best Banana Nut Muffins

I do promise that the Love People Well series won’t just be a million different types of muffins.  As soon as a few more things start to ripen in the garden, I have some spicy and crunchy ideas of the vegetable variety.  But in the mean time… if I’m being truthful, muffins have been the name of the game around here.  Knee surgery? Muffins.  Family members taking solo road trips? Muffins.  Brother moving to New Mexico for the summer?  Muffins. Anyone want to guess which muffins this summer have been the summer’s most requested?  Yup, these.  They truly are the best and most moist banana nut muffins ever – almost…

Love People Well: Poppyseed Cream Cheese Muffins

The other day, I listened to an interview on a podcast.  The woman interviewed has made a point of hosting 500 people for dinner in her home every year for the past 5 years.  Meaning that she has hosted roughly 2500 people over 5 years.  Why?  To make them feel loved and give them a sense of community.  According to her, she isn’t a chef or even that great of a cook.  For her, its about the gathering of people, the building of community, and the sense of belonging it gives people to simply be invited. To say I felt convicted is an understatement.  She is showing everyone what a truly…

What to Make: Red White and Blueberry Baked French Toast

We live in the PNW and up her on the upper left coast, we get about 3 beautiful summer months a year.  The other 9 its gray and damp pretty much every day.  Or this past year, gray and dumping buckets of water from the sky on the daily.  So in the summers, we are always excited to do all of the things and explore all of the places.  After all, we love living here because it truly is beautiful!  So this manifests itself in spending every weekend (literally, I can show you my calendar) camping, backpacking, hiking, or staying in a B&B on an island.  Not a lot of…

Father’s Day and Hashbrowns

I was probably 16 or 17 before we ever actually celebrated father’s day.  Not because I didn’t have a father.  I do!  A great one! He wasn’t absent in mid-June each year by coincidence.  Every summer is the commercial salmon fishing season in Alaska.  So, it was just the nature of his industry.  His dad was in the seafood world, and his brother is too.  My dad would leave in mid-May for southeast Alaska and we all would follow as soon as school let out at the end of June.  We would return at the end of August and my dad would come home in Mid-september.  As a young kid,…
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