How a Julia Child Kitchen, Fresh Crab and a Stock Pot Create New Resolutions

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Julia Child's kitchen by Matthew Bisanz and Wikipedia

Gearing up for the oodles of joy surrounding the end of a very blessed year finds my husband, Bryan, and me remodeling our kitchen.

Yep — all DIY style, as usual.

Truth be known, it is, in my estimation phase III of the total kitchen overhaul we undertook five years ago when we first moved to this 206 acre piece of Oregon’s, Willamette Valley.

As I watch my adorable handyman/carpenter/wine-making, husband and lend my own little hands here and there, I begin to plan our New Year’s Eve celebration.

Fresh Crab and a Stock Pot Create New Resolutions

Home made seafood stock for the crab bisque is our new tradition, I decide.

This is perfect because I want to make our wonderful bisque as an homage to our family’s very first dive into crab fishing, an awesome activity we learned over this past summer.

In late May, we purchased a couple of traps, learned how to bait the traps, loaded the mini van and popped over to the spectacular Oregon coast, which is located a mere fifty-five minutes from our little house in the vineyard — just the way we like it.

The New Julia Child: I caught the very first Jewel of the Sea Dungeness crab

Did you know that you can fish for crab right from shore?  Tootsies in the sand?  Digging for clams at the same time?  Build a driftwood campfire and have access to creature comforts like a clean restroom and other yummy eats in case you get skunked?

Well, now you do.

This was just one of the adventures I began to smile about as I tossed the onion, carrots, celery, my garden’s herbs, water and shells of crab and lobster, prawns and shrimp from the last six months, into the stock pot.

The New Julia Child: Home-made Stock with onions, carrots, celery

The water’s off in the kitchen, for my new sink, so I’m washing the dishes in the bathroom for now, and still I grin.  I am getting a new, lovely, custom design (mine) for my country kitchen and Bryan and I are doing it ourselves, together. Another thing to be grateful for in 2011.  My teammate, my love, giving his blood, sweat and delighting in my tears of joy as we inch closer to my dream kitchen.

Last year he built my “bake center” so very much like Paul did for Julia Child.  TaHa!

The New Julia Child: My baby and me

Lordy, I love this person.

Baking is a passion for me and he knows this.  This space really made my life so fun while creating so many yummies which the children and I deliver to the vineyard crew and the winery’s staff as well.

Taking a break from building the stock, I assist in lifting my new countertops into place for their ultimate home in my home. The aroma is simply intoxicating!.  And it’s not just because my husband’s Riesling has been adoringly introduced to the stock pot.

I remember one year ago when I would not be par-taking of this impending deliciousness, as I was ninety pounds heavier than I am now.  Yes.  Ninety.  Five feet and two inches tall, and NINETY POUNDS HEAVIER.

Another big reason to be thankful for glorious happenings in 2011: I took my life into my own hands, cared more and deeper about everything and made my health a priority.

Now, I introduce the water to “just cover” the stock as my Bryan, only two feet from me, lays on the first coat of semi-gloss black paint to the back splash.  Time to stir the brewing and bubbling cauldron of luscious delectables.  Not before a kiss to my love on the way by.

I stir.  I think.  “How very much like my past year is this dish.”

The New Julia Child: Home made, hand and heart caught crab bisque

A statement, not a question.  My last year was a quick-and-slow process with each step to be savored, lingered over, recalled for the mistakes as much as the successes.  This is not my first seafood stock, but I believe it will be my best, yet and the next one better still.

The key, for me, is both in the learning and in spending moments in intense gratitude for what I am building.

In this brand new shiny season, I raise a glass of exquisite Oregon Pinot Noir and make you a toast, “May the very best day of your past year, be the worst day of this new year!”

From the bottom of my country heart-


  • Remy and Cath,

    Thank you both so much for reading and sharing:)

    D.J., Thank you for your kind words, reading my lil’ stories and enjoying the pics! My husband made a vineyard exploration trip to your area three years back, as it was your harvest and our Christmas time…He loved it, said it was BEEEEUUUUUtiful, cheers to you!



  • DJ Lachlan

    Beautiful pictures, but oh so different from where I am; growing sugar cane in Queensland, Australia.

    Enjoying your story.

    • Dear DJ,

      Thank you so very much for your comment, and following my ever-so-small story of life in wild wine country:)

      Wowee!!! Sugar cane! In Australia! Awesome!

      Happy New Year!



  • Remy, that is Julia Child’s kitchen from the Smithsonian.

    I love your stories .. how your recipes match where you are in living your dream life.



  • Is that your kitchen really? I LOVE this – “I stir. I think. “How very much like my past year is this dish.” so often its just soup. You know? xo I love your dream life, have a great 2012. xo Rem