Wine

A quick post, for the benefit of those reading from Spain, France and Italy tonight. I happened to have wine from each of your countries tonight. What did I learn? I learned Malbec’s started in France. Who knew? I also learned I love wine from each of your countries. Thank you to the vineyards of…

A 2012 Photo Essay

Wishing all our family, friends, fellow bloggers, Facebook friends, the Twitterverse, and  everyone involved in the food and wine industry, success, happiness and good health in 2013. Providing photographic evidence that Michael and I do more than just eat. I have captioned some of the photos – to read the longer ones, click the picture…

The Bothy Downtown is Open!

Yesterday Michael and I stopped in at the much anticipated second location of The Bothy. There’s something fun about being there on or near opening and watching a place develop and grow. I suppose this is the thrill people have with their children. Michael and I don’t have kids, but we have adopted a parental…

Carrot Ginger Soup – My Way

Evidently June is Carrot Month in Walsh Cooks world. Remember, one year ago I had my epic failure at Pickled Carrots – My Way. “Try try again” I will say to anyone who will listen, so I am taking my own advice, dusting myself off and carrying on. Last Friday I was out with a…

2011 in Review

Today is December 31, 2011. Long gone are the days when Michael and I would head out and celebrate until midnight. Instead, we stay in, eat pizza, drink a bottle of Prosecco, remain in our most comfortable of clothes, listen to tunes, watch a movie, and basically relax. Truth is, it is also the night…

Opimian Wine

We live in a little two-bedroom apartment with a storage cupboard. The storage cupboard is chock full of 6-bottle cases of wine from the Opimiam Wine Club. Michael, meanwhile, has boxes from our move last spring with no where to put them on account of my wine collecting. Michael shakes his head every time we…

Cheers!

Some times, just some times, I wish I would just kick back and relax without feeling the urge to take pictures of our supper, our wine, then write about it. But, I love it, so even on a quiet Saturday evening such as this, with a tomato-beef-mushroom pasta sauce on the burble on the stove,…