Tag: food
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Spring harvest backyard farmer breakfast
Chopping, measuring, shredding, mixing and all the prepping for Soldier’s birthday dinner this evening will begin a little later this morning. While we were walking about outdoors enjoying the thawing frost talking about the coop and where the birthday gifted birdhouse chicken coop will go the thought dawned to use the chives that are sprouted […]
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Buttercup that I dream of . . .
The wife of an old friend from the homestead we harked from many many moons ago made a delicious sounding (reading?) soup. Buttercup Squash. Not butternut. Her mother-in-law planted the buttercup variety last summer on something of a whim and there are many or several of these buttercup squashes up yonder on their homestead near […]
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Sequestered manicotti
<<or>> Sequestered manicotti making with a Nice Cup A Tea With the arrival of a boxed set of Laura Ingalls-Wilder’s *Little House* series I return to the sequestered life in my rooms overlooking the Hudson reading and writing. As I’ve bean a stranger to the kitchen arts and crafts for too long, following three days […]
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Annotated bibliography
I am in library school now, working on an MLS in Archives and Preservation at CUNY Queens College. I’m taking two of the four required introductory courses during the current summer term. We’re halfway through class-wise now, with three weeks left until summer vacation begins, though there’s still plenty of reading, assignments, learning and a […]
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Bureaucracy of the pita
Should I dare title a post if I cannot spell the first word without help of spell check, then, when it failed to recognize miserable attempts at it, finally turned to Google who came promptly through with it’s auto-spell check search feature. I do dare. These are the truths of writing nowadays, and I must […]
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III – Chicken chronicles
My first chicken dinner (This post is a contribution by the farmer man who raised the chickens I’ve been writing and talking about for the past several weeks. He was kind enough to let me post what he wrote, about the first chicken he prepared, thus testing to ensure our processing went off without a […]
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II – Chicken chronicles
Bastille day poulets Pictures are still pending It was a fine and beauteous day in the ‘burgh for Bastille Day. Sunny and not too hot, with a fine breeze blowing through seated at Monsieur’s picnic table while admiring the lushness of his garden, hearing him tell about the rose expert that visited him earlier in […]
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I – Chicken chronicles
Tortilla deux hommes Pictures pending Brunch the morning after a long afternoon processing chickens — which I’m tapping about and will post here, pics and all — was not without its chicken product — the egg, several of them. Killing chickens yesterday did not have an effect for our desire for them. Seemingly. Any conflict […]
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A History Lesson in a Pipkin
(I was unable to attend this event. Erin presented a paper she wrote and was kind enough to procure the rabbit recipe and write about it for DP. –JJF) Written by Erin Laverty “Take a pipkin…” the recipe begins. “Hmm,” you wonder, “What is a pipkin? A new hybrid berry? An exotic variety of pepper? […]
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Just read, Doggit read list
Pic still pending. Finding myself frustrated by things recently. Life and myself, generally, are very well – the best it has been in years (the personal, barring worldwide externalities). But a peeve has been needling at me. It has nothing to do with what I’ll tap here. My notebook is at home, where it belongs, […]
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From atop a pedestal at Diner
A twitter while I ate at Diner in Williamsburg, Brooklyn this afternoon. NOTE: Scroll to the bottom of this post and read from the bottom up, in the opposite order that they’re numbered… 1. A fine date with m’self & hunt for inspiration. Ciao for niao.. xoDP 2. Off to Bust’s Craftastik where I’ve missed […]
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Sixteen noodles made a lasagna
Mumma wasn’t feeling well. Last night, she didn’t make it out to dinner with sister, Monsieur and me. She stayed home and rested and missed out on a lot of yuck yucks. She was still feeling icky this morning, so, I stayed out of the kitchen, except to chop a cup or thereabouts of parsley to mix […]
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Meatballs in the kitchen with Mumma, and G(r)amma-ray, Nanny & Catherine &.. .. ..
I’m at Mumma’s at her place way Upstate on Lake Cayuga for the Easter weekend. We do not celebrate it for the religious but for the family of it. Though nowadays, we make up tradition, change, adjust and readjust it as we go along. This holiday, we’re not making up an enormous feast for the six […]
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Lucia redux
Avis was not working the day I arrived again at the little market hanging at the edge of California’s wild and wooly Central Coast. But when I spotted this in the cooler, couldn’t help myself and took the picture. Yes, I admit it reminded me of the mad drive on 1 through and despite fog, […]
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Harlem eat-a-bout
On this chilly late-winter morning, a group of women from the NYU Food & Culture Studies program set out on a cultural eating tour in Harlem. The objective was to feed on the flavors of Senegal and Soul–in three hours! The mission was accomplished with gastric ease. Following is a visual-twitter essay of the event. […]
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In Algiers
DISCLAIMER & WARNING: If you are a rabid animal-rights-type vegetarian and/or don’t have a stomach for some less delicate events in life, please do not read this. . . I started using Twitter recently. I’ve been using Facebook since last year and making regular, about-daily, sometimes more often status updates for all of my friends. […]
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Election day
9:45 AM EST—It’s morning on election day. Some major fog has rolled in over the Hudson. I suppose because it’s a warmer day. Temps are currently at about 54°F out and looks sunny up above. So, hopefully this blanket will burn off by noon. Or quicker, in time for a mid-autumn ride with the top […]
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Not one prune for you
Q was planning to eat one prune for dinner tonight. My plan was to starve through an afternoon of interviews in Harlem and then capture the video to an external drive on campus in the evening. As usual, the technical aspects of dealing with video were a pain in the derriere, but it worked out […]
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Blame it on the rain
It has been raining on and off all afternoon, with a couple major showers and some big winds blowing through. It isn’t too cold, but is the perfect day for comfort foods—meatloaf, smashed pots and gravy. Buen provecho..
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Beacon of comer
The Mexican comer at a little hole-in-the wall in Beacon was easily on par with San Francisco comer. Though there were no nopales or chile rellenos on the menu. Next time perhaps asking will bring forth these treats. The kitchen seemed accommodating like that. The rice was fluffy, a bit toothy and just a hint […]
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Teapot needs a cosy
My fridge Knows When its Cold outside It succumbs And Follows suit Why one stays put when the desire to leave remains strong. . . Bon nuit..
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French benefits
When ‘the French’ arrived for lil’sis’ wedding, they brought with them des rillettes et du andouille for Monsieur et moi to enjoy. These make for a delicious, though not the heart-healthiest, and simple meal. A glass of red wine, some cornichons, and crackers or baguette. A ripe pear to finish, to aid in digestion and […]
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Name that junk food
Can you identify what junk food is pictured above? A hint for you and you and you: It’s somewhat of a new addition to the street and county fair circuit, and perhaps it was invented somewhere in the south. Submit your answer via the comments button. Buen provecho..
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Letter from Pollan
Today’s naval gazing Thursday is a link to read an open letter, written by Michael Pollan, to the near-future President-elect that will be published in the Food Issue of the NY Times Magazine this Sunday. Buen provecho..
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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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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 […]