It is November and it is still warm then cold then windy. All I can say is we are wearing lots of layers. My Dad use to say you can always take it off but if you don’t have extra clothes your out of luck.

Happy Birthday to all who celebrated their day this past week. Big balloons go out to Scout Hart who celebrated her day Oct. 31; Jesse Meyers, Gianni Navarrete and Jesse Reed, Nov. 2; Zoe Tucker, Nov. 4, and to Emma Braillard and Jamison DeMello who celebrated their day Nov. 5.

Halloween has come and gone and it was pretty uneventful. Many people had different ways of getting the trick-or-treaters their candy. A lot of associations had trunk-or-treat where people put the candy in the trunk of their cars and the kids could go car to car. People also had bags on their porches or the end of their driveways, and I saw on Facebook someone had a slide on the porch and put the candy on the slide to get down to the kids.

Whichever way the kids got their candy I am glad they were able to dress up and get out.

I like to cook but I am not the greatest. I cook basic things where as some of my family love the adventure of trying new recipes. I love to see people putting their ability to work.

Facebook has a page called Cooking on the Vineyard. There are so many awesome cooks here. Kenny Bettencourt is always teasing us with his game cooking and yummy sides, Bethany Scanlon has some creative meals for her and her daughter Avery, but one of my favorite is Barbara Phillips. She has carried on her grandmother’s cooking and mother’s ways. She posts pictures of her soups and full meals but she is more famous for her egg rolls which she is now teaching her granddaughters Maddy and Mallory. I had the pleasure of eating them seven years ago — notice I remembered how long it has been and I have been yearning for them since. I smiled as she posted that she was making stuffers, but it was not the stuffers that enticed me. It was the grinder. She has the old fashion grinder that you screw on to the counter and actually grind it yourself. It took me back to my parent’s kitchen when my mother would make this relish called Dutch Salad. It had all the veggies from the garden and you ground them up and cooked them, and then bottled it like a relish. My job was to grind the onions. I never knew if that was a privilege or a punishment as I cried for an hour and my arm hurt. But thank you Barbara for the memory and I am sure your stuffies were delicious.

Have a great week and keep the home candles burning.