Remember that awesome Dinner at 1800 I did for Christmas? Where I bent over backwards to find strange ingredients? Well, if you watch my Instagram version, you’ll notice there really isn’t a way for me to include such trials in my format…which is why I’m playing around with the idea of a DIFFERENT format movingContinueContinue reading “Dinner at 1800: Minced Pie Take Two”
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Christmas at 1800: Mincemeat Pie
I delayed my Dinner at 1800 this month so that I could make a Victorian Christmas meal! And then I read a few Christmas menus and decided that I would do just one recipe. Seriously, people. Would you like to know at least one source for what a 19th century Christmas dinner would be?? “ToContinueContinue reading “Christmas at 1800: Mincemeat Pie”
On the Trail: Stop 6 – Alcove Spring
One of my absolute favorite stops! Probably because I heard about it so much during my research. Then again, even the National Park Service Auto Tour Guide mentions that it “has been called the most significant historic site on the Oregon Trail within the State of Kansas.” Somewhere between 165 and 179 miles from IndependenceContinueContinue reading “On the Trail: Stop 6 – Alcove Spring”
Dinner at 1800: Baked Mush
Let’s see, what is simple enough that it’s okay if a baby constantly interrupts but a little more questionable than the last few things I made? Because it’s been awhile since I’ve made Daniel wince. . .Keep on reading and don’t forget to check out the accompanying Instagram reel. Baked Mush The Harvey House CookbookContinueContinue reading “Dinner at 1800: Baked Mush”
What Those Sweet Baby Reels Forget to Mention
If there is one thing social media is good at, it’s knowing what will make you stop and look. So, as you might imagine, I’ve been getting almost nonstop reels related to motherhood. Some are hilarious, some sweet, and some instructional. And of course I can’t help stopping every time to see what they say,ContinueContinue reading “What Those Sweet Baby Reels Forget to Mention”
On the Trail: Stop 5 – Red Vermillion
If there is one thing that is mentioned in most guidebooks and diaries, it is the Vermillion River! It was about a day’s travel from the St. Mary’s Mission or 120 miles from Independence. A major river crossing for the emigrants, it provided excellent camping, was a good source of wood and water, and wasContinueContinue reading “On the Trail: Stop 5 – Red Vermillion”
Dinner at 1800: Circling-Up Doughnuts
Let’s be honest, it is highly doubtful that this exact recipe was made on the trail, despite being in the Oregon Trail cookbook. In all my research, I have yet to read that someone brought cream of tartar with them…but at the same time, the recipe is simple enough that I bet there were variationsContinueContinue reading “Dinner at 1800: Circling-Up Doughnuts”
When Motherhood Feels Overwhelming: Finding Hope in the Hard Days
I almost didn’t do a post this week because, I’ll be honest, I didn’t feel as if I had anything profound to say – and I didn’t want to admit how hard Motherhood has been for me. But as I scroll through my Instagram feed (away from the house because I kept bursting into tearsContinueContinue reading “When Motherhood Feels Overwhelming: Finding Hope in the Hard Days”
On the Trail: Stop 4 – St. Mary’s Mission
About fifty miles past the Blue Mound – so probably approximately a week after leaving Independence, after crossing the Kansas River, travelers might stop by St. Mary’s Mission. I haven’t found a ton of information on the Mission as it relates to the trail, but it was occasionally mentioned in diaries and the National ParkContinueContinue reading “On the Trail: Stop 4 – St. Mary’s Mission”
Dinner at 1800: Souffle Biscuits
My first time recording with a baby went better than expected – probably because Flynn randomly decided to accommodate me with a nap (he doesn’t believe in them much these days). Well. A short one. Which was all I needed. I did better at picking a simple recipe this month, though it was not anContinueContinue reading “Dinner at 1800: Souffle Biscuits”
Forest Idylls 