Friday, December 11, 2009

Twas the Night before Christmas at the Harvest Moon!

You know, my family says that I am a bit of a nut when it comes to Christmas. I guess I just really like everything about it. When we moved to Lancaster County to open up our own Bed and Breakfast, little did I know that I would be in such a great area for antique Christmas collecting. I would like to say it is the capitol. Just ask Jim Morrison at the National Christmas Center. So when it comes to the holidays, one of our traditions with the children is to read The Night Before Christmas on Christmas Eve. The kids would laugh when I would mix the words up a bit; it made for a lot of laughs before bed time, ( In hindsight, I think I was contributing to getting them all wound up before bed ) It is my favorite holiday poem. The poem which is also called a visit from St. Nicholas was written by Clement C. Moore. Here is an excerpt from Wikipedia that gives the history.

A Visit from St. Nicholas" (also known as "The Night Before Christmas" and "'Twas the Night Before Christmas" from its first line) is a poem written by Clement Clarke Moore, first published anonymously in 1823. It is largely responsible for the conception of Santa Claus from the mid-nineteenth century to today, including his physical appearance, the night of his visit, his mode of transportation, the number and names of his reindeer, and the tradition that he brings toys to children. Prior to the poem, American ideas about St. Nicholas and other Christmastide visitors varied considerably. The poem has influenced ideas about St. Nicholas and Santa Claus beyond the United States to the rest of the Anglosphere and the world.

And here is the poem it's self. Enjoy and above all Merry Christmas!

'Twas the Night before Christmas' Poem

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snowGave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roofThe prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a little round belly,That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

And laying his finger aside of his nose,And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

A Clipper a Lobster and a Chef

Let's face it... I enjoy food! I enjoy everything about it. Looking at it, smelling it, cooking it and of course eating it. There is a family joke; My mom was... well how should I say it with out sounding mean... well she was an awful cook. She is actually the first to admit it and often laughs about it. So I guess growing up, I needed to fend for myself at times.

Therefore the interest in becoming a chef was strong. I really do enjoy what I do. What makes it special, is when I have guest that say something, write something or somehow describe their experience. It is wonderful to hear what was special about the food I created.

Just a couple of weeks ago, I received an email from someone connected to me from the past. Apparently her parents were at the Yankee Clipper Inn; my first job out of Culinary school back in 1998. What she was looking for was a recipe from something I cooked 11 years ago. Needless to say that special feeling that a chef gets when food is loved increased ten fold.

I am adding her email to this post for you to see. Also the recipe... Enjoy and Thank you Margo... you have brightened my day.

The letter I received:

Carl, Hello there! This might sound odd but I've been on a search and I was wondering if you could help me. My parents stayed at the Yankee Clipper Inn in 1998. Since their visit, they've talked about this restaurant, and their "favorite chef", and the lobster bisque soup appetizer that they had. They've wanted to recreate this bisque ever since their visit and talk about it all the time. They don't have internet at their home, so I thought I'd take on the challenge of finding what they were looking for.

So I emailed the Yankee Clipper and they said that since then, the
y've changed owners and chefs and wouldn't have the recipe.

So then my mother calls me yesterda
y and says that she found the receipts, info, and even menu from their trip there. She said there were 2 different chefs but the food was so much better the first night, and the chef that night was Carl Kosko.

And that is what brings me to this email. I googled your name and found this B&B and am hoping you might be the same chef fro
m the restaurant at the Yankee Clipper. And if by chance you are, if there would be any way that you would have a recipe for lobster bisque. I would love to print it out and give it to my parents on Christmas as a surprise!

I love to cook and find that memories are in every dish. I know that this recipe would make them so happy. If you are indeed the chef that I've been looking for, if you can help me I would truly appreciate it.
. Evanston IL

The Recipe:

Yankee Clipper Style Lobster Bisque

1/4 c. minced onion

3 tbsp. butter
3/4 lb. lobster, cooked and cubed

2 plus cups of heavy cream (may have to adjust after simmering bisque)
½ tsp paprika
1/2 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. white pepper

1/4 c. sherry or brandy

My days at the “Clipper” (as only we in the know once called it) were special. Who would complain? I had the best employers, great creative freedom, a top notch staff, met great people from all over the world, (including one very special person… my wife) and the view was, well how do I describe it… I guess priceless. The Yankee Clipper Inn was the perfect place for a young Chef to grow.

Here magic was fashioned, with the creative freedom that I spoke of; our work in the kitchen became…art! My goal was to take Yankee Tradition and twist it just enough to bring in the ever changing demands of “gourmet”. All the while keeping the menus geared to that of Coastal New England. The mix… spectacular!

Below you will find one of our recipes. This recipe is an easy one. The flavors are captured from the simplest of ingredients. Be careful though, not to over brown the onion or over cook the lobster. Always save half the lobster and incorporate towards the end of cooking as mentioned in recipe.

Sauté onion in butter in a heavy saucepan over medium-low heat until onion has a golden color. Add ½ of lobster chopped up and sauté for just a minute. Add sherry and deglaze the pan to round the flavors off and reduce sherry to about half.

Then add cream and heat till the stock is bubbly and a bit thickened. You should have at this point captured some of the lobster flavor. If need be, you can adjust cream to your needs. If too thin let reduce if too thick add a drop of water or more cream.

Taste and adjust salt and pepper as needed. Add paprika for color and then the remaining lobster meat, I do not like to cut this lobster meat up too fine; I like the rough look of it… more natural when the whole meat from a lobster claw is used as a garnish in your bisque. Make sure the lobster garnish is hot. To further adjust flavor, instead of adding salt, add a bit of chicken bouillon.

This was a simple recipe that we made to order. With this particular recipe, I have loaded the bisque up with lobster; the amount is adjustable to your needs as long as you have enough in the beginning to draw some of the flavor out. As long as you have all ingredients ready, the whole cooking time should take no longer than 10-15 minutes. If you feel that your lobster meat is getting over cooked, you can remove it and place back in at the end.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Something Wicked This Way Comes... To Lancaster


Autumn is just around the corner... and with that comes the Harvest Moon which is the moon at and about the period of fullness that is nearest to the autumnal equinox. ( usually in September) All that those three dollar words mean is that it is party time at the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast.

In Lancaster County, there is somewhat of a celebration this time of year... thankful for a successful growing season... thankful for the food that has been provided and thankful for being able to once again handle the fields. ( I talk like I work the fields myself; don't I). What that all comes down to, is that opening a bed and breakfast in Lancaster County has been an eye opener.

You see, I missed the area we once lived in... Rockport MA. I am sure you got that from a previous posting. However, living down here has grown into a new and exciting part of my lives time line.

Each winter here in Lancaster, I wonder how the fields could ever support life? Barren, Expansive and Gray... that is all I can think of. And then as if by cue, the little plugs of corn have sprouted into eight food giants. Each August we look in amazement at what was once those barren fields. And then you notice each and every plant in the fields, soy beans, tobacco, melons, pumpkins and so on. The list is ever growing and each year I have pick of the litter with the fall provisions for decorating the yard.

So as I prepare the Bed and Breakfast for the Harvest Moon... you know after all, it is our name sake, I look for the perfect pumpkin to decorate... well that would be many pumpkins. The house has to look just right for the many fall events that we have coming up. So yes, Something Wicked This Way Really Does Come to the bed and breakfast this year, something wickedly fun that is... great cooking demos, culinary tours and eerie lectures. It's all in the name; The Harvest Moon.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Whale Watching and Buggy Rides

I once lived on the ocean up in New England; far away from our Bed and Breakfast in Lancaster County. The name of this small bucolic fishing community was Rockport. The village on the North Shore of Boston has a quaint little downtown area that seemed to have been stuck back in time. Great little shops, the old time pharmacy, a country store and even the corner bakery were all mainstays when I lived there. Lobstering was a big deal in the area with every nook and cranny along the warf covered with a lobster trap just waiting to be baited and set. The town is all that a vibrant fishing community could be.

When I lived there, I never really appreciated the seafood; Working in a restaurant I ordered it, prepared it, cooked it... it was everywhere. So my desire for good seafood, although I appreciated it, was not great. I would nibble of some of the freshest of flounder or enjoy the richest seafood bisque one could enjoy. Often, I would enjoy a lost claw in the Lobster Pot, danggling the meat above a bowl of butter... Oh, no big deal. It was all there EVERY DAY!

So after living there for about 16 years, having enjoyed all that one could up there, I thought I had seen it all. The only thing I did not do is go on a whale watch... awww,that's ok! I don't have sea legs anyway. The time is good to leave, new beginnings, promising days ahead and besides, I had my fill of seafood... Or did I?

So living down here in Lancaster running our bed and breakfast we have grown to enjoy the freshest of produce, the home cooked meals and the exciting meats that are prepared at quite a few of the butcheries. The choices are many. One of the only things, as in Rockport, I have not done is something just as campy as a whale watch; A horse and buggy ride.

So that one day I wanted a great piece of fresh fish, you know the kind you get at the little family restaurant that sells fried clams, boiled lobster, backed haddock all fresh fresh fresh... you know... don't you? Anyone? Hey, who can help me? Rats it was no where to be found. I was lost. What was I to do. Where is that lost lobster claw swimming at the bottom of the pot? What happened to last drops of seafood bisque that was just enough for a taste. It was all gone.

So recipe for my problem... 1) Phone call to Rockport, 2) Drive to New England, 3) Dinner at Farnhams. And maybe just maybe while I am there I could go Whale Watching. Who knows it depends on how much of a tourist I become. I will let you know.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Lancaster Culinary Tours

We did it! The site is up and running and we could not be happier. Our friends at the Artist's Inn and Gallery and and we here at the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast have launched our new website for Lancaster County Tours. For all those
"Foodies" out there, this is the place for you.

Both Jan and Carl have been operating Lancaster County Tours since 2005 in an effort to bring to our guest the many unique "one of a kind" finds that only Lancaster County can offer on a culinary note.

We have conducted in the past Cheese and Wine tours, Beer and Pretzel Tours, Cajun Murder Mystery Weekends, Wine Camp and New this year will be the Paranormal Tour scheduled for October.

Each tour offered will be changed so that not two are the same. There is so much to explore in Lancaster County that the list is always changing for us. Local vintners and Cheese artisans are challenging locals and tourist alike to explore their new offerings to the culinary world, Lancaster County Tours has put together these tours for you to enjoy.

Our tours are smaller and not the commercial tours that traverse across Lancaster County. We keep them smaller on purpose to maintain that same personal connection that we emulate through our inns.

To find out more of our tours, check us out at and find out what all the buzz is about.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Bunny and the Lancaster Innkeeper

I might want to be careful how I title this particular blog; you will see soon enough what I am talking about though. I have grown to love the gardens here and find myself fooling around with them over the course of the season. I have extended them to the hilt, or so I tell myself each year, but with each year, the gardens seem to expand. I just have to have that new perennial, or the plants have spread so much that they are busting out. Whatever it is, I have made the back yard into an area to relax, unwind and enjoy. However, it is not always like that

It all started last fall; I planted these wonderful tulips that were going to be the envy of the neighborhood. I was gloating just a little bit. I put them in the ground and let them go. As with all bulbs, they do not give you instant gratification. You wait throughout the winter and then as the first signs of spring come along, you wait for the first leaves to poke on out, as with every plant that you put into the garden, from flours, to herbs and so on.

So as that first leaf started to poke its self through the cold winter soil, I knew that my wait would soon be over, it was beginning to happen. The dark days of winter were behind us and new life was just getting ready to burst. Soon after I saw quite a few of the bulbs I planted poking out and all was on track.

Then one morning, as I was performing my routine of walking around and checking out the progress, I noticed that the tulips leaves were gone! I could not find some of them. Some were still there, but in one section, they were gone. I could not believe it, what was soon to be the envy of the neighborhood, was gone???

Well, it was not all that bad, there were still more just getting ready to poke on through and they would soon be all that I wanted. The next morning I awoke to a fresh chill in the air and I thought that maybe the frost did something to the plants. I went outside to look and noticed that the daffodils were all still ok. I looked for the new growth that was left from the tulips and could not find it. Could this be... more is now gone. I looked around it the garden and found a hole as if dug from something... RATS! Well, not really, but for sure rodents. Just about then out of the debris left from last season shot out a rabbit. It had dirt on it's paws and a green mustache around his face. That little devil. He was the one eating my tulips and a number of other things in the garden.

So now I am constanly reminded of Elmur Fudd and his never ending pursuit of making the rabbit, "kick the bucket". I have tried so much over the past few months. The tulips finally did pop out of the ground, but boy did they look spindly and all chewn up at first. At one point I did get this spray that seemed to work a bit... putriefied egg is what it is and boy oh boy was it nasty. Seemed to work for a while, but as soon as it rained, I had problems again. Now it seems that they have calmed down a bit, although I see them everywhere.

I will be careful this fall when planning the gardens for next year, not so many tulips. When you creat the opportunity for a motley crew of bulb yielding bunnies vollieing for prize tulips, the frustrations seem to mount. I will try to remember! ( Do not creat opportunity for bunnies... Do not creat opportunity for bunnies...)

Saturday, April 4, 2009

"Cause I Eats Me Spinach"

I remember being young, how influenced I was by me surroundings. The world was a big place and I was mesmerized by what was in it. As I stretch me mind and leave the comforts of me Lancaster Bed and Breakfast, I recall living in Reisterstown MD; I was only five at the time. I remember this commercial of people using soap and it made them float. That is what I got out of it being only five years old, I think what they were trying to say is that it brings you to new levels or heights, ones not achievable without this soap. To this day, I still think about how influenced I was.

There were others that as a child, brought me to this place where everything was possible. One of them was eating spinach. As I watched Popeye and all the antics that went on in that cartoon, I recall the times when Olive Oyl was caught in some type of trouble and needed the help of Popeye. She would call him and he would have a can of spinach (pulled sometimes out of mid air) in his hands. It never failed. Well of course as gullible as I was when I was a child, I thought that if you opened a can of spinach, you would be super strong. And although I do believe that spinach does have powerful benefits, I don't believe it will produce biceps that will impress my grandma and strength that will leave any bodybuilder envious... anymore!

So today, after eating spinach for about twenty years, I question why me biceps are not the size of baby melons. I eat it in soup, pasta, pizza, clazones... in omelets and so on. Yet I don't have those "guns" as my daughter likes to call them.

Lesson learned: your imagination leaves you as you get older. As much as I wanted to believe that soap carried special levitational qualities and spinach would instantly scare off any would be thug, I have grown to realize that those funked out 70's commercials were pretty darn good at making me believe.

Well, one thing I gathered out of it all is how to use spinach in so many different ways. I make me own spinach bread each Friday night to go along with the pizza. I can't get enough of it, and secretly I tell me-self that after eating me spinach, I might just be a bit stronger.

Enjoy and remember what Popeye said all the time... "I yam what I yam!" I will just keep eating the spinach; maybe in a few more years it will all pay off.

Spinach Bread

Your favorite recipe for bread dough,

Spinach Filling

*Two bags of frozen spinach or three bags of fresh ( washed and stemmed and drained)
*1 pound of loose sausage meat- Turkey or chicken is fine.
*2 cloves of fresh garlic
*1 cup of grated Parmesan cheese
*salt and pepper
*Olive oil
*1 can of black olives

Saute sausage in pan with a drop of oil in bottom of pan, crumble and brown just till cooked. Add garlic and brown. Then add drained spinach and olives to the pan and cook out all the moisture. Season with salt and pepper and then remove from the heat. Add about two tablespoons of Olive oil and the Parmesan cheese. Let cool. Roll out bread dough and drop cooled spinach filling onto dough, roll and pinch closed. Bake in oven at `375 till golden brown and brush with olive oil when it comes out of the oven. Enjoy!

Saturday, March 7, 2009

The Amish in Lancaster County

The Amish in Lancaster County.... it took some time for me to get use to living here. As we decided to settle down to open up our bed and breakast in this bucolic community, we had to get use to "slowing down" Now I say slowing down with all due respect. I have never been as busy as I am now. However, I hear it all the time when guest come here to stay at the Harvest Moon. They say, "what a slower paced life you have here... it is so quiet and you have it so easy".

In the beginning I really did not understand what it was that they were talking about. Then as I started the discovering the county, I began to realize what they meant. You hear it as you pass through the country side, (off the main drags) you hear it as you go to a small road side stand, ( the friendly service ) and you see it as you stand out of the car and look at the country side from a hill top, ( nothing but beautiful farmland ).

Our area is something else, there are a lot of special places in the world; Lancaster is most definitely one of them. From the small local bakers that sell their home baked bread on the side of the road to the quilter that just hung her latest masterpiece for sale. If you are looking for what my guest call "quiet" you will find it, in all senses of the word.

Join Jan from the Artist Inn and myself for our tour as we dig deep into the Amish way of life, Go to a bakery and learn the process of Amish baking and canning, see age old traditions of how they make a buggy and top it all off with a dinner an an Amish Household. You will be totally immersed; we guarantee.

To find out more go to the Harvest Moon. We hope to see you on this one.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Lancaster Cheese

Just when I think I've got a hold on Lancaster County, WHAM!!! I find a new part that simply amazes me. I just need to suggest to our guest here at the bed and breakfast to join us during our next Cheese and Wine Tour.

Today was most definitely one of those days. I was on a mission; find an Amish run dairy farm that makes their own cheese. Should not be too hard.... Well no it was not too difficult, how could it be? Sampling cheese is always a lot of fun.

I found just the place... in the southeastern part of the county below Christiana. A place really close to Chester county where you have the feel of the rolling hills, beautiful forest with small streams meandering through and covered bridges that span across. The place was serene. So as I continued to drive along in search for my Dairy farm, the road became narrow, and the houses were now sparse. I was deep into the county.

I sprang up over a hill and there it was, Grass Valley Dairy. Just a small place that with the blink of an eye, one would not know of it's existence. No website, no email address, you probably wont find it on the map anywhere; a hidden gem!! I am glad I found it. So as I took the car down the long and winding road, I could not wrap my head around the beauty that lay in front of me. Nothing short of spectacular!!! I could see no other sign of life other than the entourage of friendly canines that came to greet me. One was even crying as I bent down to pet him as if longing for some type of attention.

So as I waited with my friends tossing the ball a bit and could not get over how quiet it was here. Really a place to just unwind... and once again, how beautiful it was. Moments later from over the hill I saw a figure chopping wood; soon after Mr. Stolzfus came down to greet me.

He talked with me about his Dairy Farm and his cheese. Explained the process from beginning to end and gladly answered my trivial questions. Then the moment of truth, he presented to me his cheese; both Colby and Cheddar. Wow was it good, I really like the Colby. Just the right kick behind it. Knowing that we do our Cheese and Wine tours with our friends at the Artist's Inn, he presented me with a small sample bag of each to bring along. My hope is that I will not eat it all before I see Jan, ( Good Luck Jan)

Sooo... paired with the perfect wine, this cheese would be the perfect accompaniment ...ohh and some great crusty bread would be perfect... and maybe a bit more wine... get the picture??

Can't wait to bring guest to meet Mr. Stolzfus on one of our cheese and wine tours. Oh, and did I mention how beautiful it was back there...

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Vinola's Restaurant... A stylish restaurant near Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast

You know,

As I look for new and interesting places to dine here in Lancaster County within close driving distance to our bed and breakfast, I find myself being forever intrigued by the choices that are being offered of late. Both new and also those new to me, the pallet of cuisines are catching up to that of larger cities.

Of the restaurants that I must get to, few interest me as much as Vinola's does. You see, at the Harvest Moon we suggest different places for our guest to go to. They often want to stay local and therefore we offer to them a few of the places in our neck of Lancaster County. Mazzi's and Lily's on Main for something special. Shady Maple for that never ending Lancaster County Smorgasbord. And of course the many family restaurants that dot the area.

However one that has just recently opened up but twelve minutes from us is called Vinola's. A restaurant in the next town of Leola opened their doors back in November with little fanfare. The chef well known in these parts formerly ran The Pub in New Holland.

Our guest have concluded that this place is one that should be on our "reccommend" list. We will soon be going and enjoying the newest restaurant available. Once we do... we'll let you know.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Harvest Moon in Lancaster MOONS the public!!!

Hey there everyone,

Hope you all are having a great time this winter. Not much left of it... or is there? Well I think only Mother Nature can answer that and perhaps maybe Punxsutawney Phil. How ever you look at it, it is still cold, we still have a bit of weather to get through and summer will be here before long and then we will all be complaining how hot it is.

Our little post here is just stepping back a bit. I'm stepping away from the food subject just a bit to bring to light some new information here at the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast in Lancaster.

You see, when we moved to Lancaster and decided to open a bed and breakfast, we had no idea what it would be called. Silly names like Thistle Hill, (because of the thistle on the hill in front of our house) Marjorie's ( because of the former owner), or even 311 East Main, ( how original is that) Well, none of them fit so we knocked it out of our heads for a while and then the Fall came and the word Harvest just came out and ultimately moon was an obvious connection.

The phrase Harvest Moon refers is the moon at and about the period of fullness that is nearest to the autumnal equinox. You can find out more from Wikipedia

Well we decided to give the Harvest Moon a whole new meaning here at the Harvest Moon bed and breakfast. What does it really mean you might ask, another meaning? Hmmm... how could that be. Just wait!!

We would like to MOON you... for being such great readers of our BLOG, Followers of our Facebook, guest at our Bed and Breakfast and of course our Tweeters leaving Tweets on Twitter. All you have to do is to write a line about us with a link to our website on any of these social media networks and we will send you a $25 gift certificate for your next visit here at the Harvest Moon.

Let us know where and how you linked to us so we can take a peek. We love to watch the connections. Then once you do, get ready for a good ole fashioned "HOOTENANNY" cause we are aiming to MOON you.

We really love to MOON our guest, readers, followers and so on. Won't you let us MOON you? What could be better? Be sure to let us know so we can send out your gift certificate. It is our way of staying connected and... well MOONING you!!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Lancaster Chicken Pot Pie

So, what do you all think of chicken pot pie. I love it. Never did I realize until I moved here in Lancaster to open our Bed and Breakfast would it have a different twist to it. You see, typically for me, a pot pie would be made using chicken and vegetables in a thick sauce and served inside as a pie, with crispy crust. Nothing like it just coming out of the oven bubbling through the crust. It really is a treat. However, moving here somebody did something different.

I was at a PA Dutch restaurant one day before we opened the bed and breakfast, and I was really in the mood for Pot Pie. Soooo, I ordered it off the menu. Salad came first; you know with the pickled goodies that they do so well down here. It really was good. Then the soup, I love a good chicken dumpling soup. It was a cold winter day and it really hit the spot. Then they took my plates away and said the pot pie would be out soon. WOW, the anticipation was building, I could not stand it any more. I was screaming inside so loud. You see, it has been a long time since I had a really good pot pie.

Well out came the pot pie. I was curious at first, not seeing any vegetables on the plate, concerned me. I asked where the vegetables were, they told me that I ordered a salad, and I said well yeah but where are the vegetables? They said once again you ordered a salad, I said I know, but pot pie is suppose to have vegetables.

I then started pushing the meal around with my fork and saw that the crust, or lack there of was mush, almost noodle like. I questioned it as well and said why is the crust mushy. They said what are you talking about? I was totally suprised. This is not what my mother made, ( well she really did not cook, but that is a story for another time) but this is not what I am use to. What could this be, a crustless, vegetableless pot pie? I had to deal, suck it up and move forward.

And so I did, found out that it really was not bad, not what I was expecting, but not bad. From that day on, I come to realize that it is just a little different here. Not bad or good, but just different. And it does grow on you, heck I have even picked up the accent a bit. Needless to say being born in Baltimore, living in MA. for about 16 years and then moving here, well I am just a bit confused. All in all, the pot pie is decent.

So if you are out here vacationing and can't seem to get a piece of pot pie, you know the real pie, just give me a shout, although I am not open for lunch or dinner, there may just be a piece in the refridgerator, I could cook it up here at the bed and breakfast just for you for your morning meal.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Lancaster County Bed and Breakfast Chocolate Package Weekend

Chocolate Covered Romance WeekendLancaster sits between two chocolate giants – Hershey and Godiva….but it can hold its own in this confectionary arena. We’ll enjoy an evening of Getting to Know Chocolate on Friday – learning the history of chocolate and how to taste. On Saturday, we explore several area chocolate factories and end the day with a chocolate-inspired four-course dinner. Tour offered February 28. $150/person.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Lancaster Lodging

Hey there,

Letting you know of a great trip planned. We have an Amish tour scheduled for March 28th that will be bringing our bed and breakfast guest throughout the Local Amish countryside. While Lancaster County may carry quite a few outlets, big name hotels and gimmicky shops, there are still places in Lancaster County that hold true to it's roots of quality and value.
Our Amish Tour will concentrate in our corner of Lancaster. Where the highest concentration of Amish live. While still a culinary tour, we will be digging deeper into the Country side in search of those unique one of a kind finds. Our lodging guest will enjoy first hand an amish bakery where they will explain the process of whoppie pie making, then off to a farm where they make their own canned food and other baked items.

This tour will also give you a chance to see a wood working shop and perhaps a coach making shop. (we are still working on it) Dinner will be included as well at an Amish homestead right here in Eastern Lancaster County.

Be sure to give us a shout to find out more about the tour and any of our lodging options at our Lancaster County Bed and Breakfast.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Shady Maple in Lancaster County

Good Evening Everyone,

Just thought I would post a quick blog on the mega attraction here in Lancaster County not 8 minutes from the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast. A place called Shady Maple.

From the moment you walk in, you feel like you have hopped aboard a luxury liner. The only difference is that the casino and night life is no where to be found. But the food is plentiful.

You see, in our neck of the woods, we call what Shady Maple has to offer a Smorgasbord and what a smorgasbord they put on. Literally from soup to nuts. The run the gamut with just about something for everyone.

From Salads, to home baked breads, soups, roasts, vegetables, potatoes, and just about everything in between. The food is always good and the theme is heavily influenced by the Pennsylvania Dutch. Don't forget to end your visit with something from the dessert bar. What a treat.

The trip is always good for packing the cooler and bringing home some of their wholesomeness from the grocery store just next door. Although a maze of a grocery store, they have their own butchery, bakery, and seafood department. A really nice place to literally spend the day.

And of course when your day is done, come on down to... well you guessed it, the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast. Shady Maple in Lancaster County is great for an overnight getaway!

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Cooking Weekends

At the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast in Lancaster County

Good Morning Everyone and of course Happy New Year!!!!!!

Here is wishing you all a wonderful New Year. Yes the Holidays are all but over and I sit here next to the Christmas Tree saying to myself I must take it down, but I am so damn reluctant to do so. It is the freshest tree we have ever had. (besides when it is down, then Christmas is really over) In any case, I guess it is time to make waves for the rest of the season; and with all the cooking Weekends we have going on this year, we are sure to have one geared just for you.

I would like to concentrate on our German Themed Cooking Demo with this posting. You see, next to Italian, my favorite is style of cooking is German. My in-laws own a Gasthof in a little Bavarian town called Mittenwald; what a great place. I was living there working with them for about a year. Sure enough I learned a little bit about the culture, ( well actually quite a bit) I was totally immersed into the experience and brought back quite a bit.

Our culinary experience in the art of German cooking will be quite a delicious show. Although the final menu is not set, we will be demonstrating many dishes from the Bavarian Culture. Don't think you want to miss this Demo. For you die hard foodies, you will get quite a wallop and then some. From Dumplings and Spatzle to Weiner Schnitzle, Spaghetti and meatballs? opps strike that and Saurbraten... the list will continue. And don't forget about the struedel. (Am I making your mouth water a bit? Did I mention the dancers in typical Bavarian Lederhosen and Dindle... I might have to keep Hans and his merry dancers at bay, can't seem to get them to agree on a song to slap there knees to.

Well, check out the Harvest Moon Bed and Breakfast website to find out more. Being a Bed and Breakfast in Lancaster County, we are excited to do these cooking weekends. Please call if you have any questions.