It goes without saying…

January 5, 2015

there’s gonna be cake.What celebration would be complete without it? And today, on the occasion of simplequietmodern completing its third year, this Walnut Variation, found on Food 52, seems to be the perfect combination of cake and dacquoise. A toast to you today as well…my readers, followers and friends…who take the time to stop by, get inspired, leave a comment and inspire me. I’m always surprised by what articles or photographs have been the most popular and favored by you each year. In 2014 it looks like you’ve surprised me again with black fences, quinoa kale and pear salad and baby Jaxon. So with a pop of the cork let’s see what year four has in store.

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Walnut Variation: A Cake : photo and recipe via Food52 http://food52.com/recipes/28118-the-walnut-variation-a-cake

Black Fences photo: via Gardenista. revisit the post here:https://simplequietmodern.com/?s=black+fences

Quinoa , Kale and Pear Salad photo: gp Revisit the recipe here:https://simplequietmodern.com/?s=pear+and+quinoa+salad

baby Jaxon photo: gp

 

 

 

 

for the restorative powers of the simplest task. Who knew that the autumnal tradition of raking leaves could be as cleansing as meditation? After a weeklong barrage of premeditated nastiness and disrespect ( yes, I’ve had better weeks ) I look forward to a crisp Sunday afternoon with Jaxon, my rake and my burn pile…an unbeatable combination to help regroup, rethink  and get something accomplished. Yep, that’s better.

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Guess who’s 2

August 26, 2014

Baby (Hambone) Jaxon. Cannoli for everyone!  And, his favorite mixed berry treats for him.

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A tough act to follow

August 28, 2013

Jaxon, one year old already. He came as such a surprise at the time it’s hard to believe he’s been here with me, making his mark, for nine months. Looking near identical to his brother, Buddy, I’m amazed at how similar and yet totally different he is. Best though are the belly laughs he induces daily… the way he captivates those he meets…his morning ritual of a spritz of  Eau des Baux. Time now to drop the ” baby” from Baby Jaxon and get on with our adventures. Like his older sibling, he has been collecting a variety of nicknames, all which have him whirling around like the Tasmanian Devil…  Jaxon Pollock, Action Jaxon, Jaxon Mississippi, Jaxon Brown, Jaxon Hole Wyoming, and his latest… and I think his favorite…Hambone Jaxon. As for his birthday portrait, well, he was having none of it. We celebrated with Cannoli anyway.

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It’s a miracle…

December 2, 2012

and it’s a boy! How this happened is just bigger than I could have imagined. Grandson of Jack, son of Jaxx…brother of my Buddy, nearly a twin (11 years later) right down to the tiny white tuft on that ball of black fluff. Unbelievable. And, I am unbelieveably grateful. Baby Jaxon.

one in a million

July 28, 2012

And, he came running to what seemed like a million pet names; Buddy  Buckwheat   Buttski   Budinski   Punkin  Punkin Pie   Punkin Donuts   Monkey   Monkey Butt   MonkeyPants   Monks   Schlooks   Schlookie …always with a shake, a spin, a wiggle, a nudge, a push or a big Eskimo Kiss. He came in a handful of black fluff with a gumdrop nose (wanting to be boss) and went out (I hope) happy, knowing how much he was loved ( and that he was boss). He touched everyone who met him with his unique style, personality and charisma and he never forgot those he met. Just the mention of someone’s name had his tail wagging and him waiting at the door…” ROAD TRIP!!!?  Starbucks!!!?  Grandma’s!!!? ”  I waited so long for him and got so caught up in the fun we were having…I never entertained the thought of saying goodbye…never fully understanding that I was being touched so profoundly. I can’t stop crying. I can’t speak. Still, I will be forever grateful. Bud and I had a deal. I took care of him…he took care of me…it  was a simple deal and it worked.  Goodbye.  My Buddy…my good boy…my heart.

Ruff Ruff

January 30, 2012

Roughly, that translates to ” Gimme a cookie!”   How can I resist spoiling this guy?

I’ve worked up this simple recipe for Buddy Biscuits that he ( and all of his canine cousins and friends) absolutely L O V E S!!!   Give ’em a try, couldn’t be easier and your house will smell sooooooo good everyone will think you’re holding out on some artisan loaves.