Laura Unearthed

It happened.   Harvest began.   I dreaded it… and, at the same time, I’m more excited than ever as I get to watch it through my daughter’s eyes, this year.   Apparently, Monday was National Eat a Hoagie Day.   According to the radio station I was listening to on my way home (completely credible source, I’m sure), there were industrial workers on Hog Island in Italy. They worked long days and packed huge sandwiches for lunch, aka: the hoggie… or over time: the hoagie.   How appropriate for the BBQ hoagie-style lunch I made my  hoggie hubby on Monday.   (I packed him the equivalent of half a roast and a loaf of French bread.  No surprise for those of you that know him.) Really, this is his favorite.   I love it, too, because it’s easy, makes the house smell delicious, and tastes great.   Plus, I’m always looking for a way to use up my roasts other than with carrots and potatoes, again. I know it looks like a ...

My, oh my, the muck and the mire.   (Just finished reading Little Blue Truck to the tot before bed.   Who else has that one memorized?) Like much of the Midwest, our Spring has been wet.   In farm world, wet translates to: unhappy farmers who can’t get in the field.   The good news: creative meals delivered to the field haven’t been required lately.   However, blue skies lingered just long enough for the farmer to get in a soybean planting frame of mind today… which means: a field supper.   My farmer would be grateful for a plain ole hamburger or turkey sandwich, but the key to really making his day, is a small twist on a familiar go-to convenience meal. Tonight, I pulled out a new recipe: “ Grilled Chicken Cordon Bleu Wraps ” from the Taste and Tell blog.   Very loooosely chicken cordon bleu.   In fact, in my efforts to simplify the recipe, I looked up “cordon bleu” to make sure I didn’t compromise the essence of the “cor...