Blackberry + Pear Galette w/Woodsman & Wilderness

Happy Saturday!! If you’re like me, the second fall hits, I am alllll about all the baking. Galettes are such an easy dessert to whip up. They are simply a rustic version of a pie – easy-going and they don’t need to be perfect, which is why they are so charming! Don’t get me wrong, I still love pie-making, but this is quicker and a great desert to have your younger children help with.

My seven year old made this Blackberry and Pear Galette almost completely by herself, I just helped with the directions.

DSC_4943I forget how simple crust really is to make and it’s always fun to get your hands into the dough!Collage1.jpgWhile our dough was in the refrigerator, she mixed up the ingredients with our beautiful Woodsman & Wilderness spoon DSC_4961 copyDSC_4970 copyShe rolled out the homemade dough using her rolling pin from Woodsman & Wilderness – made just her size and beautiful to work with! Like any kid, she loves when anything is just like something I have, but scaled down to her size. It’s much easier for her to work with than a larger rolling pin, so I love having it in our kitchen, especially since we love baking together! It’s is also great for my younger daughter, who is three! I can’t wait to use it for Christmas cut-out cookies!DSC_5025How beautiful is this rolling pin?!?Collage2DSC_4993 copy-Recovered copy

DSC_5000-2 copyYUM!Collage3DSC_5016 copyDSC_5023 copyDSC_5039 copyDSC_5047 copyThe only thing we would do differently next time is omit the rosemary, neither of us especially liked the added flavor of the rosemary, but otherwise it was delicious, especially with a big ‘ol scoop of vanilla ice cream on top!

I found this particular galette recipe on Pinterest:

Ingredients

  • 1 cup all-purpose flour plus extra for your work surface
  • A pinch of salt
  • 4 tablespoon sugar divided
  • 6 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 3 tablespoons iced water
  • 2 packs fresh blackberries 12oz each
  • 1 small-medium sized pear. cut roughly into small cubes
  • 1 teaspoon chopped rosemary
  • 3 tablespoons milk

Instructions

  1. Preheat your oven to 425 degrees F.
  2. Place the flour, salt and 1 tablespoons sugar into a bowl.
  3. Add the butter, cut into small pieces
  4. Break the butter up in the flour with your fingers or a pastry cutter until it’s like the size of small peas.
  5. Add the iced water and gently mix until it all comes together.
  6. Place the dough in a zip lock bag and keep in the fridge for at least 30 minutes to relax.
  7. Add the blackberries, diced pear, 2 tablespoons sugar and rosemary to the bowl.
  8. Toss well coating the blackberries with the sugar and rosemary.
  9. Roll the dough out into a circle about 10 inches wide in diameter.
  10. Transfer the pastry carefully to a large baking tray with a piece of parchment paper.
  11. Place the blackberry mixture in a pile in the center of the pastry leaving a 2-inch border.
  12. Fold the border in towards the blackberries creating a break wall to stop the filling escaping.
  13. Using a pastry brush, glaze the pastry with some of the milk and sprinkle with the remaining tablespoon of sugar.
  14. Bake in the oven for 20 minutes and then reduce the heat to 375 degrees F.
  15. Bake for a further 40-45 minutes or until the galette crust is golden and the fruit is slightly bubbling.
  16. Let cool for 10 minutes before slicing.

Inspired: Fitness

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If you follow me on Instagram, you may have noticed that I’ve been sharing a bit about my fitness journey on my stories. I’m becoming more confident in my own journey and really hope that sharing will inspire others to consider a fitness lifestyle or maybe get back on track if they’ve strayed off course. I am no expert, but I have my experience, my story, and it’s real life.

First, let’s start with you. Do you work out? Why?

a) because I have to

b) because I want to

If you answered “a”, let’s change that! Believe me, I was with you! I dreaded the gym and I used to think of it as a chore that I would only sometimes do, but would mostly neglect – especially after I became a mom. I wouldn’t push myself and would rarely try new exercises. About 18 months ago, 6 months postpartum from having my third child, I needed to do something. We had had a lot of life changing events in that 6 months, besides a new baby, we had also moved from our home of 9 years into a new home and my husband was trying to find a new building for his business. I felt a lot of stress and that, coupled with the uncertainty of the move and how I was going to be enough to mother all 3 of my children, was very heavy.

My husband had a routine of going to the gym, every day that he could. It was part of his routine and he made the time for it. I knew that exercise could help with stress and if I was bordering on postpartum depression, it could help with that too. One Sunday evening I decided tomorrow I was going to the gym. I wasn’t going to think about it, I wasn’t going to allow myself to make up any excuses, I was just going to blindly drive there and go. I didn’t come up with any work out plan, I didn’t come up with a weight I wanted to be, or take “before” photos, or put much thought into what I was going to do there, I was just going to go. That was my first goal, to GO.  That night, I packed a gym bag for the next day and told myself to give it 2 weeks. I would go every single day for 2 weeks – no excuses and see how it goes.

Well, I did it. I went every. single. day. for 2 weeks. It was hard, but I did it. Each time it was hard, I would remind myself that I gave birth 3 times, I could do 10 more minutes on the stairclimber. I couldn’t run very fast or very far without stopping at first, but that was ok. I started where I was at and I pushed myself to keep it up and to try harder, run a little harder, a little longer this time than the day before. After 2 weeks, I said, ok a month. Let’s go every day for a month. That month turned into 3 and so on and so forth. It is now a part of my life. I go to the gym or work out 5-7 days per week. I set goals for myself. My goal is to consistent and to be strong. I have never really had muscles, so to see the results of my training is really amazing and to be able to do things I never could before, even now in my mid-thirties, after 3 kids, is the best feeling.

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Whatever place you are at in your life, no matter how out of shape you are, you are alive, right? One of the things I remind myself when it’s hard, especially at the beginning when it was really hard, was that I am able. I have two legs, I can do this, I just have to try. My grandma suffered from diabetes and was bedridden for a long time before she passed away. My heart aches for her when I think about how she probably wished she could have got up and moved when she was no longer able. We take that for granted a lot, I know I did. Maybe it’s hard and it hurts, but we are able. When I would run and it would hurt, I would think of my grandma and I would keep running because she wasn’t able to.

Most people probably start working out because they need to lose weight, which is very important. (The statistics of obesity in our country is astounding.) I think I started for that reason, too, but also just because I didn’t feel great. I felt overwhelmed and stressed out. Back-to-back pregnancies where I had gained 65 pounds and then 45 pounds, wrecked havoc on my body. I ached, I felt uncomfortable and I didn’t like that. The best part about including exercise into your life, though, isn’t necessarily about what you see, it really is about how you feel.

The boost of energy, the feeling of accomplishment and the extra pep in your step after a great workout is the best part. Realizing that you have more endurance and more strength is so amazing. Seeing the results in the mirror, fitting into those jeans you couldn’t button, that is great, too!

This is probably the longest blog post I’ve ever published. I usually post mostly photos, but I am really passionate about sharing my story and hopefully nudging others into putting some thought into their own lifestyle. Exercise shouldn’t be thought of as a chore, it’s hard for sure, but it should be. That feeling after you do something hard, reaching that goal you’ve worked so hard for weeks or months for, that is the best feeling.

Now let’s not forget to mention mom guilt, because yes, going to the gym elicits mom guilt. We feel guilty for taking a whole hour away from them, or for leaving them in the gym daycare (because they are crying every time you drop them off – believe me, I know!). It’s hard, BUT listen – if you don’t take care of yourself, you AREN’T going to be able to take care of your family. That extra energy boost you get from your workout comes in really handy with little ones. When you feel better about yourself and you have more confidence, you’ll be happier, which is so good for your kids to see. It also sets a really good example.

But what about time? No one has time. Right? It’s true, I never had time before. How could you work, be a mom, be a wife AND go to the gym?? I always thought that being in shape was a luxury that only stay-at-home moms with nannies had. It wasn’t realistic for all of us. Wrong! Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Everyone has the same amount of hours in each day, right? I know you’ve heard that one. It’s true, though. We have the same amount of time, we just have to rearrange our priorities.  It’s true that we can’t do everything and we all have our own circumstances. I had to figure out when to fit in my time, but when I really looked at my life, I had areas that were flexible and it was more of a change in mindset, realizing that I was making it more difficult to carve out an hour than it should be.

We tend to overthink things, or at least I do. We make it more difficult in our mind than it really is and that in itself causes us to talk ourselves out of things before we try.

My whole point to this is that if you really try and really push yourself, working out can be so very rewarding. Really, the key is to be consistent and to push yourself. If you skip a day or cheat out of extra reps or don’t increase your weight when you could, it’s not going to hurt anyone but yourself. It isn’t easy at first to get into the habit, but you adjust and it becomes something you actually look forward to every day.

I want to inspire you – tomorrow is a new week, a new day. Make a goal for yourself. Dedicate a little time to yourself every day, you will not regret it.

Here’s to giving it all you’ve got,

Renee

 

 

Autumn

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Happy first day of fall!!! Something about autumn is so nostalgic, right? The smells, the colors, tastes, the entire season is all so good. My favorite thing to do to every year is to take a trip to the apple orchard. We enjoy slightly cooler temps and a bit of countryside up in the mountains. We went a bit early this year, so most of the apple orchard wasn’t ready yet, but we were able to pick pears and a selection of apple trees. We got to baking right away and I will share what we made with our pears in another post soon! I hope you enjoy this season of memory making and apple pie eating!DSC_4552DSC_4566 copy…peeking in on the sheep and goats!DSC_4562.jpgDSC_4606 copyBig sister doing what she does best, such a good helper!DSC_4612DSC_4615DSC_4619DSC_4624Caleb was much more interested in exploring than apple picking, it’s very hilly at the orchard and he fell a couple times, hence his dirty bum! 😉DSC_4629DSC_4636DSC_4641DSC_4643DSC_4647DSC_4682 copyDSC_4685 copyAnd for being good sports with mommy’s picture-taking, daddy got them lollipops at the gift shop. 🙂 DSC_4712 copyDSC_4721 copyDSC_4725 copyDSC_4729 copy