Jan 022014
 

Happy 2014 from my Airstream Kitchen to yours xoxo

It’s a tradition to celebrate Christmas Eve at my brick and mortar home and have the Bennett family come over.  As usual, my sister-in-law and I get wrapped up in heavy conversation about cooking, growing veggies, sewing and so much more.  I simply adore her — she is such an inspiration.

Such an inspiration in fact that I could hardly wait to try a bread recipe that she’s been baking now for quite some time in her dutch oven at home.  She made it sound so easy (she doesn’t even measure!) but the basic premise is baking bread at a high heat in the dutch oven as to replicate the “steaming” process that takes place in the higher end ovens found in fancy bakeries.

This loaf of bread you see below was my first attempt  — I too did not measure and it came out delicious.  But tonight as I sit here typing this, my home smells so Heavenly as I made a second loaf so I could measure my ingredients this time around and share the recipe with you.

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Jun 132013
 

Airstream trailer road trip and glamping around the Olympic National Park

Map of Port Townsend Fort Worden

It was our last night glamping with our Airstream at Fort Worden State Park.  Around 2 am we awoke to winds howling and rain pouring down.   I’m glad we were smart and put the awning up before going to bed.  Have you ever had to put your awning up in the middle of the night because of strong winds and heavy rain?  Not a pleasant experience, that’s for sure.

Stormy night at Fort Worden

While the boys slept in, I took Oliver for a walk up to Fort Worden to get an up close and personal look at the historic buildings and also get a feel for where the movie “An Officer and a Gentleman,” was filmed.  I also thought about those crepes I would make for the boys when they woke up . . . Continue reading »

Jun 112013
 

Airstream trailer road trip and glamping around the Olympic National Park

Map of Port Townsend Fort Worden

It was day three of our Olympic Peninsula Loop which meant, two more days before returning back to reality of corporate America (insert sad face).   We enjoyed a breakfast of chocolate croissants, coffee and hot cocoa. With maps spread out over our morning table we began analyzing how our day would be spent.

“Can we go to the beach mommy?” B asks me pointing to Rialto Beach on the map . . .

Hubby and I looked at each other — “Yes! Let’s do that.”

And off we went . . .

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Apr 072013
 

Today was a rainy (and chilly) day in Seattle.  Shocking, I know :)

With the sound of the heavy raindrops outside, I always get the urge to bake and today was the perfect day!  I’ve been inspired now for quite some time to bake since our recent trip to McCall, Idaho.   During our trip I met many people who raved over “Stacey Cakes,” which is a sweet little bakery run by Stacey Kucy.  I couldn’t visit because I became sick but she was so thoughtful to send me some goodies in the mail wishing me well because she heard just how badly I wanted to visit.

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Mar 062011
 

“B?  What would you like for breakfast tomorrow?”  I asked him as I peeled off layers upon layers of wet everything:  socks, pants, shirt, ski gloves, coat.  Ahhh, the joys of skiing.  All the wet gear that comes after — and not to mention, where to put it all?  Lucky for us, we have a nice shower on our Airstream that doubles as a drying room for all of that wet gear. I love that I can hang it all up (extra large suction cup hooks are my best friend in that shower of ours), shut the door and know that the next morning, it will all be dry and ready to go for another round of skiing and snow play.

What a silly question.  “Crepes mommy!”  — “Then crepes it is,” I replied.  “Mommy, I love you so much.”  My sweet boy.  To make him happy, makes me happy.

Crepes have been a staple in my family for as long as I can remember.  My brother and I would stand at either side of my mom at the stove as she would cook up these tender, delicate crepes.  We kept intense track of each one with our eagle eyes as she would flip them onto the plate making sure we would have our fair share.

The next morning I whipped these up in no time.  We had some leftovers so I happily delivered them to a darling couple we met at the ski park RV lot who are fellow Airstreamers.  It was a 1962 Bambi and I was so honored to be able to step inside.  What made it even more so special?  This Bambi had been passed down from father to son.  He said he remembered the many wonderful trips he took with his dad on this Airstream.  I think that is just so special to be able to carry on a family tradition in this way.