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Corn Dutch Baby

This Wine & Dine Wednesday brings a savory fresh corn right off the cob Dutch baby. I have written in the past about making a sweet version of this with blueberries and syrup. The corn has been crazy good and plentiful this Hudson Valley stay so I thought, why not? I studded it with a few spoonful dollops of a soft cheese right when it came out of the oven to make it even more savory, but is not necessary as it is pretty darn tasty just as it is. Sauté the corn after you take it off the cob in butter with a good deal of salt so it is nicely seasoned.

A black cast iron pan/skillet from 8 to 12 inches is best, but I have also make one in a non-stick pan and it worked swell. Turn on the oven to heat up to a hot 425 degrees while you mix up this batter. In a good sized bowl add a half of a cup of flour, half of a cup of whole milk, 2 eggs, 2 tablespoons of sugar, and an 1/8 of a teaspoon of salt. Mix all together. Don’t worry, fine if a tad lumpy. Set aside.

Then add 2 tablespoons of unsalted butter to the pan/skillet which is on the stovetop on medium high heat. Let the butter melt being sure it is covering the entire interior surface of the bottom of the skillet. Then add the mixture to that. Working quickly, scatter the fresh sautéed corn to the mixture. It is now ready to go into the now quite hot oven for 15 to 20 minutes. Check at 15 and if it not inflated and brown edged, cook a bit longer. It is the prettiest, puffiest darn thing right when it comes out of the oven (which makes it soufflé like) but will deflated quite quickly (which makes it pancake like) while still so yummy looking. Cut in half or quarters and serve immediately. Enjoy!



 

 

A Sense of Place

We arrived back to Hawthorne on Sunday eve, the lions and hydrangea welcoming us with open arms. The humid heat literally wrapping itself around us as if a hug. The embrace of the seasons is a major love for us of this place, which never disappoints. While the bedrooms are air conditioned, the rest of the old farmhouse is not, so the hum of fans and the breeze blowing about is the song for the day. We spent the morning driving from farm stand to farm stand picking up provisions. The abundance quite something. Some of these family farms have been selling produce for close to a hundred years. History swirls about us at every turn. Our first night back in August is always supper of corn on the cob alongside a big plate of tomatoes. After dinner theatre on the back porch watching the fireflies along with the symphony of cicadas, frogs and crickets.



 

 

A Bit of Hawthorne 

This last week has been primarily about rest as the retail marathon really takes it out of us. Being at Hawthorne during this time is a new tradition for us, one we are embracing and quite liking. The snow and cold our favorite this time of year, and Santa did not disappoint in the least. It snowed again yesterday and tonight it is supposed to get down to -7 degrees.

Part of being a shopkeeper is your energy for the season is given to the shops and our awesome customers. By the end of the long day it leaves very little time/energy for one’s own celebrating of the season. This is by no means a complaint, just our reality, and I relish giving all my energy at the time to others. So the idea of us celebrating The Twelve Days of Christmas started really resonating with us a few years back. 

As I mentioned the other day, traditions are meant to become one’s own. We are not going by any guide book when it comes to this new tradition of celebrating, but rather being open to being fluid to how we embrace it. Time spent with family, friends, cooking, napping, reading, reflecting and giving thanks have all become part of the mix.

As is lighting tons of candles each evening. The green glassybaby working swell in the front sunporch windows. We had sent Bill 4 packs of small green lights to put on the tree but with the snow and Christmas, the postal service was delayed and they did not make it in time so he was resourceful and found 3 sets for the tree. 

The parcel we sent finally arrived and I added those too, so our sweet little tree has 700 green bulbs shining as a sort of Hawthorne beacon of light. We will start a fire on the back porch early today to get the room nice and toasty so we can be back there ringing in the New Year. I hope you are celebrating it this eve in whatever simple or grand fashion you like best. I want to thank you so much for following along and wish for all of you only good things in the upcoming year. Much, much love from the Hudson Valley, T2+B



 

 

Hawthorne, on Airbnb 

I snapped this photo of Hawthorne right as we were loading up the car to head to the airport the other day. It was a magical month seeing/feeling the hot of August turn into the cool color changing time that September brings in the Hudson Valley. It has now been 4 years since we bought the property–each time we are back we fall in love more and more with our house.

We are often asked, “When you’re not there, do you rent out Hawthorne?” We are happy to report it just went up on Airbnb. By nature we are people who derive huge pleasure in sharing. The house is ready for others to start making their fond memories. For a few days, a week or a month. Click here to see it and book through Airbnb or you can also contact me directly at 206.617.9678



 

 

The Colors of September 

Notice, I said September and not Autumn as I am still clinging to the last breathes of Summer. Insert smiling face. As yes indeed, both in New York and Seattle, there is that gloriously grand bit of crisp in the air that so many of us adore. We can call it the late, late Summer crisp… The colors in this big bowl of Seckel pears mimicking all the colors I am seeing outside at the moment. Burnished faded yellows and greens and reds. Be still my heart. Happy Wednesday all! 



 

 

Hawthorne Moments

It has been such a treat to be here for an extended stay. On this last day of August, we sort of hit it right on as we were hoping, as it was super hot when we first arrived and now there is a slight chill in the air. Autumn is gently gliding in. We have not stayed at the house in September, and I think the fireplace will get a work-out in the evening on the back porch. It has been some lovely time with family & friends. My lower back & knee getting better a bit each day, as I have been laying pretty low. Big THANKS to all who have sent kind words & suggestions. I am feeling all the good vibrations being sent my way. Getting through my big buying show in the city was hurdle number one. Next week we head to Brimfield for vintage WK buying, so I am resting up to be in top form for that. I have been snapping away photos all along the way–life is made up of moments, and we are savoring each and every one.






Much love from the Hudson Valley, Ted2+B



 

 

Works by Hudson Valley Artist, Karen Kellogg

Just In, a dreamy assortment of land & seascapes by Hudson Valley artist, Karen Kellogg. The box arrived the other day and it took me about 2 seconds flat to tear into it and start unwrapping. We first saw Karen’s work a few years ago in Millerton, buying a piece for Hawthorne. It is still one of our favorite finds, so I am over the moon honored to be offering her work and showcasing her talent at Watson Kennedy.



 

 

Hawthorne in a Snowstorm 

While a big part of the storm was not as bad for the city, the country is getting it like crazy. Up to 4 to 6 inches an hour in parts of the Hudson Valley. For all of you in snowy parts, stay safe & warm, and enjoy the heck out of your snow day!



 

 

A Snowy Hawthorne 

We arrived to Seattle late, late Monday eve, the memory of all that glorious snow staying with us this week. Thought I would share some of those captures as well as quiet moments when I snapped away in the house as the snow fell outside.

Our favorite bench outside sits under all that snow!

A lovely week-end to you all. Hope it is a great one.



 

 

A Snow Day

Be careful what you ask for, because you just might get it. I am smiling from ear to ear typing that as it was something I heard my father say time and again. It is so true! Last year our Winter trip to Hawthorne had little to no snow involved. This year we had hoped for, and have received in spades, oodles and there is still more to come. We both love it, but for very different reasons. Mister Sive loves being out in it. The above capture him snowshoeing out the back door up into the meadow behind the house. I love being surrounded by it. If I can be by the fire or in my favorite spot reading while the snow is coming down outside, I am in heaven. For both of us, the cold & snow are big reminders of our childhood and youth–him in New York and me in the Midwest. We were so bummed to have missed the snow the other day in Seattle, but all this snow here is keeping us quite happy. Below, the moon over the Hawthorne Valley last eve, just something else.