Tag: art
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Protected: Jennifer Joyce Frémont, 103, writer, documentary filmmaker, famed home cook and food activist, is dead
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Frozen water on tap
A gift to the letter Q. May it evoke a sufficient sensory experience. A favourite cafe upstate serves chilled bottles of tap water at each table. Yesterday, the bottle was chilled so that a plug formed. The water dribbled out. It was amusing enough to Monsieur et moi to film pouring it. Cin cin..
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A blatant plug for Rae ink
My Mum’s friend’s daughter designed and laboriously handmade each and every invitation, and table and seating card for every guest and invitee for lil’sis’s wedding. Since she did such amazing work and all the women-folk of my familia, most especially lil’sis’, were very pleased, I thought I’d tell you and you and you about her. […]
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Proof of cake..
..or the one that got away. A dark chocolate-dipped strawberry was sacrificed for the mouth-feeling enjoyment of the lady holding the plate. Sadly, moments after the picture was taken, she was distracted away to laugh and frolic. The strawberry sat forgotten and uneaten. A moment of silence for desserts lost in the wedding war. . […]
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Three generations rings
G(r)amma-ray couldn’t attend little sister’s wedding last weekend except in spirit, and in residual DNA left unwashed from her rings. Cin cin..
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Purely Purity
Somebody has quite a sweet tooth but somehow managed to share with friends and loved ones. Buen provecho..
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Weekend nuptials
My little sister’s mawwidge is this Saturday. All week I’ve been going at a pace I haven’t for some time. There’s preparing for the weekly skewering in class on Thursday, then there’s all the primping and preparing to take care of before leafing town early Friday morning. In this gear, I tend to eat very […]
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A baguette request
Going through more stuff, things, papers and piles. I found an entry I wrote during a trip to Monhegan Island back in, I think it was 01994. It was my second time there to stay with a friend and her family who migrate there every summer to work, paint, cook and do the the things […]
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Very good dogs eat poulet
Sometimes two dogs, especially two poodles, swap notes in misbehaving. Or the same two poodles work out a new routine in waking someone (me) up. Or they learn a new song that they perform in sneezes and coughs to get one’s (that would be me again) attention. Sometimes, they teach each other to sit and […]
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Getting figgy with it
I’ve been up to something this week. It happens to include eating quite a lot of figs. No, I’m not exploring new or revisited options in bulimia. Actually, I can eat fruit for days and suffer no trouble in a certain digestive department. This will be something fun. A friend wrote some code, and I’m […]
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Friday night debate
It’d be a fine night for another anchovy pizza with seltzer or a beer. Buen provecho..
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Naval gazing Thursdays
Journalism is kicking my @$$. Though today’s class was abbreviated; TH had to fly off to some place and sent class on a field trip to the library for a meeting with the journalism subject librarian to review databases and resources for new journo grad students. I attended a similar session last January with the […]
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Creating a World that can Feed Itself
Michael Pollan sat on a panel last week with Sonal Shah, a development expert at Google.org and Hugh Grant, the CEO of Monsanto. He e-mailed a link to the video; it’s available here:
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Woolly forecast
I captured the little fella after nearly rolling over him with my horseless carriage. Yes, I am a mad swirver when avoiding critters, assorted vermin, even and especially long-legged rats on the road. I never fully recovered from when, during my days on the help-turtles-even-snappers-cross-the-road force, I hit one. Though I was never sure if […]
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Chick roastin’ roast chicken
Today’s headline brought to you by the letter Q. It is the first day of autumn today, and I’m ready for it. After driving back from Mum’s in the Finger Lakes, I went straight to my dearest Fairway for provisions to make a roast chicken with carrots, red and white baby potatoes and Brussels sprouts. […]
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Gleaning or stealing?
I spotted an apple tree full of little apples. It stands unattended near the end of my Mum’s road. But I wondered for a day or two, is it okay to take some. They are just sitting there. Is the tree on private or public land, right there near the curb of the road.. On […]
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One good meal lakeside
The red night sailors delight was a bit misleading. The next day turned out to be grey, not rainy; the heavy atmosphere slowed everyone down.. Or were we still digesting from the moules and clams in the tastiest homemade moules brodo this side and even west of the Miss iss ippi.. Girl, C’s moules and […]
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Hindu beef
I’m only reluctantly returning to this post. I ate this meal at a Korean restaurant in midtown. It was a fine enough meal. Tasty. But it was disturbing for me. My dear sister-friend from India now eats beef. She had been to the same restaurant once before with a colleague of ours, who harks from […]
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My sin, my soul: ri-cot-ta
I pledge here and now to eat as much fresh ricotta this summer as my digestive system and sinuses can tolerate. Maybe it was all the years to wean off smoking and to develop sub-threshold taste detection for sugar and salt. I am now blessed with a gift to enjoy the simplest and cleanest flavours. […]
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Apple had a great fall
This apple was on display in a bowl at a design shop in Hayes Valley, San Francisco. Somehow it fell, I think on the mouth of a bottle at the other end of the table it was on. Interesting high relief puncture wound. Don’t ask. Buen provecho..
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Back to work
Returning from days breaking from Gotham, I landed here to a beyond full time work mode. Not since the heyday of Internet bubbles have I worked as much as the next few months will demand of me. Seventy to eighty hour weeks should pay off—in experience and in replenished coffers. This morning, I spent chinking […]
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Prandium it forward
A too-brief California prescription ended as it began—hoofing between the Bart station at 16th and meth addict landing, and home for (part of) my stay, lugging bags still too heavy for a chaika frame. On the way heading out, I had synaestheted a parting meal of Mexican comer,—another failed chilé relleno burrito (the bar is […]
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Specialty food—the innies
The innies have their charm too, but their babies haven’t fully developed into little demi-fruits. Belly buttons are dedicated to Raijin. Buen provecho..
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A girl’s not so secret weapon
In relationships, cooking is my secret weapon, which I use for evil much more than I do for good. I don’t have a problem misleading men into believing that should we date, I would be cooking up a storm to prepare meals for us at home. My discussion of farmers markets seems to bring out […]
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The Mighty Humble Blueberry
Folks, the weather in California couldn’t be perfect-er. It’s been sunny and sweaty up and down the coast. Fujin has blessed us with cooling winds to keep it cool enough. But this isn’t the first time the sun has followed me here. Thanks aren’t necessary. Sharing is caring as we well know.. I’m thrilled to […]
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A food stroll through the Lower East Side
New York is one of those places, maybe THE place, where you can have a laundry list of food places that you want to hit. At least I do. I keep a running list of restaurants I want to try (which is always growing as new additions open), and markets to shop in. Well, I […]
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The lovely downward spiral—when PMS and research deadlines collide
For the past few days, I have been on a culinary adventure. Here, I use the term lightly, very lightly. I usually consider myself a healthy eater and I love to cook. So, I make fantastic dishes at home and use posh ingredients, like pancetta, crème fraiche, organic eggs, English cheeses, etc.. But all of […]
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Eat younger
As the owner of a skincare studio in Breckenridge, Colorado, I am not only interested in using the best topical treatments to retain youthful, healthy skin but also in understanding which foods benefit the skin from within. What we eat affects every organ in our bodies, and skin is no exception. The latest studies warn […]
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Go west young prandium woman
One of the girls in class brought tiny homemade chilé and cheese tamales for everyone. Seeing them in their cooler reminded me of the tamale lady in San Francisco. I think I’ll try finding her this weekend. Wish me luck. Either way, by tomorrow night this time, I’ll have enjoyed a day’s fill of Mexican […]