Already hosed it....

So I am supposed to post every week. That good intention lasted exactly one week. See how bad I am at New Years resolutions. I am going to tell myself that my post last week was actually my decision on the name for my blog, a weighty task indeed. I wanted to call it something that didn't lock me into rants about baked goods and kids, so I chose 'Isthmus". I live very close to an isthmus; a narrow strip of land, bordered on both sides by water, connecting two larger bodies of land. I get a thrill every time I drive over it, seeing one harbor and then the other...almost touching. We went for a walk this past weekend, down to the beach at low tide.  In the old days, this was the only time Vashon and Maury were joined and you had to wait until then to cross by foot, but then the isthmus was built and the two became more like one. 

My boys ran like wild things. The littlest one could scarcely tear himself away from the rocks and the water and all the things crawling around on the shore. It made me so happy that I have brought them here to grow up. We are lucky indeed.

New Year's Resolution

I make resolutions every year. I never keep them.

My most common one is to floss every day. I didn't even bother to make that one this year. However I did make one that I am actually going to attempt to keep.

I resolved to post something on my blog once a week. Crazy talk I know.

So here I am . I have moved to an old farmhouse, on an acre of land, on an island in Puget Sound. My kitchen is from way back in the 70's and lacks a dishwasher and anything that even resembles a decent stove. But I love it here, and am looking forward to a year in which I try out lots of new adventures. As I type this, the chicken coop is under construction, the compost pile is growing, and hubby is reading up on vegetable gardens.

I am still baking as usual.

For New Years I made monkey bread. It is a pull apart sticky bun loaf that is delicious and looks way more complicated than it actually is. I used the recipe from the Cook's Illustrated Baking Book. I loved the fact that I could put it in the fridge, and let it rise the next morning.

So let's see what I can pull out of my oven this year, assuming I don't attack it with a sledge hammer out of frustration that is.