Last week as I stood at the counter mincing chicken breast K stood beside me shelling edamame. Conversation drifted this way and that before we finally landed on a topic she wanted to discuss. "Mama, have you ever made something too horrible to eat?" It's a plain enough question. But I can't always tell what's … Continue reading kermit in a blender…
Category: food
The five stages of brunch line grief…
Brunch. That perfect lazy combination of breakfast and lunch. Decadent breakfast foods with a lunchtime sensibility served up with steaming coffee, a delicious assortment of carefully crafted cocktails, and a greatly reduced amount of food related guilt. I mean come on, it's the weekend. And I'm sure that huge buttery meal I just had with … Continue reading The five stages of brunch line grief…
once upon a healthy diet…
A healthy diet means different things to different people. For some it means a careful balance of food groups. For others it means keeping caloric intake in check. For some it's keeping their sodium intake down. Or sugars. For some it means cutting back on fat. Or cutting out animal based proteins. For me it means … Continue reading once upon a healthy diet…
you are what you eat…
Sometimes titles are awfully important to people. They like a designation. A way to pigeon-hole you. To identify what or who you are. But sometimes there just isn't an easy answer and we wind up with a long bunch of loosely associated words strung together with a greater meaning. In Portland there seems to be … Continue reading you are what you eat…
expecting the unexpected is a totally vicious circle…
A few weeks ago I made a somewhat severe dietary change. There were reasons for it. Many many reasons. Health. Energy. Vanity. Age. The fact that half my fucking clothes don't fit. I've been dragging for ages. Not sleeping. No energy. Grumpy. Yes, you heard me. I've been grumpy. So I needed a change, and … Continue reading expecting the unexpected is a totally vicious circle…
lemonade pie -or- this is NOT a food blog…
There are a few things that, without fail, pull me back to the sweet moments of my childhood summers. Fairies, action figures burnt and twisted, reading in the sun and lemonade pie. In the big cookbook binder my mom gave me about 14 years ago the pie of which I speak is called "Aunt Linda's … Continue reading lemonade pie -or- this is NOT a food blog…
the potato salad chronicles…
Years and years ago my mother gave me a recipe book for Christmas. It is bound in a 3 ring binder with protective plastic sheets housing each page. Each page is printed with an entertaining little cartoon and each recipe is printed in Comic Sans. Sigh. Yes. Comic Sans. This binder is a treasure trove … Continue reading the potato salad chronicles…
dinner – breakfast conversion chart…
I was honestly under the impression that I don't want pizza often. It's not that I don't like pizza. It's just that I can't eat it all the time. It could have been the weekly pizza night as a kid. Or the fact that I have a kid and those things are like little pizza … Continue reading dinner – breakfast conversion chart…
perfecting the pickle…
I got a little obsessed a while ago with the making and consuming of refrigerator pickles. I like pickles. They're tasty. I hope we're not arguing this fact. My fridge pickles? Well they were okay. I'm looking forward to making another batch soon. I think I've established what I did and didn't like about them, … Continue reading perfecting the pickle…
now that’s pressure…
I'm making potato salad. I am. I'm doing it and none of you can stop me. Mostly because I've already made the potato salad. Yeah. Stressful. Don't you get it? That it's stressful? Because it is. Because I don't make potato salad. I make a lot of things. I make a fucking lot of things … Continue reading now that’s pressure…
