Roasted Stuffed Peaches with Rum and Crushed Amaretti

Patience is not one of my strong points. It's taken me years to demonstrate even the first signs of restraint. As a kid I never mastered the art of waiting, and I couldn't contain myself until Christmas day to open my presents. I still remember sneaking upstairs when I was 10 and finding a hockey sweater I was dying to get. Christmas day rolled around and my acting chops rivalled David Caruso on CSI. I straight up overacted! I was caught. Lesson not learned.

Today I have a hard time holding on to a recipe I've tweaked, adapted or come up with. It's hard enough scheduling a post to go live in a few days and waiting. So the chances of of me holding out and making this dessert in the summer are all but washed away. I don't have it in me. I'm a mental midget.
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Lemon-Blueberry Tartlets

I love the moment I get home from work. The obvious reasons come to mind. I'm off after a long day grinding out a living and my wife greets me and gives me a smile that says everything is good once again. It's a great feeling when you come home to your safety net and the people whom you care for most. I also love heading to my kitchen and planning out a snack, dinner or that night's dessert. It's a great escape after hours spent dealing with work and it's one of the ways I communicate best.

Tonight was one of those nights. I've been battling a stiff neck for days and I wanted a distraction. It's funny how your mind won't stop focusing on something when you want it most. Anyway, I went to the kitchen and took a peak through my cupboards. I just did groceries so I knew I had almost anything I could think of to work with. I keep my pantry stocked and my spices and mason jars full so I'm usually good to go within a few days of a trip to the market.
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My Ultimate Granola

When I was a kid growing up my idea of breakfast was cinnamon french toast, bacon and eggs and buttery pancakes. Granola? That was just a term I used to hear bandied about when referring to someone from the 60's. I didn't know the first thing about granola, except that I didn't want any part of it. So I stuck to the all-American breakfast and kept my hair short.

I still have this soft spot for the sweet and salty breakfasts I grew up on. We live in a health conscious society today but they say everything is ok in moderation. I hope that means every weekend. If not, I'm in for a wake-up call the next time I see Doc. Anyway, I still love the taste and texture of bacon, my favourite food group. It's hard to knock a good  bad habit.
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My Darling Clementine Curd

Three is the magic number. Three also happens to be the number often associated with good things. In my case, it represents the number in a series on a great seasonal fruit that I have already incorporated into two different recipes. Today marks number three in the series. If you're like me, you have a plethora of clementines at your disposal and you're always looking for a new way to use them! If not, well, I  hope you enjoy it anyway!


I love lemon curd. The taste, texture and aroma. I've made it countless times, using it as a dip and spread but also using it as one ingredient amongst a sea of others in a dessert or pastry. Today I took my classic lemon curd recipe and flipped the switch on it. Clementine Curd, a tasty adaptation of the original recipe!
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