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So there’s a chance that I might be an official Seattleite. It hit me 4 miles in, as I was running down the street with 2 fists full of snow peas. Pull up a chair, this is a good one. I’ve been on the waiting list for a P-Patch garden since movin (read full article)
So there’s a chance that I might be an official Seattleite. It hit me 4 miles in, as I was running down the street with 2 fistfuls of snow peas. Pull up a chair, this is a good one. I’ve been on the waiting list for a P-Patch garden (read full article)
So I may have mentioned that I wasn’t really cooking anymore. *blushing* Yes, the skin on my knuckles has grown back, my finger nails are long, and my tongue is not completely burned. It’s wonderful. Well, wonderful except that I’m not cooking (read full article)
Maybe it’s my brief (albeit lackluster) career as a graphic designer, but I am completely enamored by color. Given that, it’s no surprise Seattle has been a good fit for me – it’s a Technicolor city. Even in the dead of winter, everything is (read full article)
Sometimes you just need a quickie. (Dinner. I’m talking about dinner.) And it’s a good idea to have quickie ingredients in your pantry because you never know when the mood will strike. (Frantic. That frantic “OMG what am I going to make for din (read full article)
I have a little story for you today: Once upon a time, on a gorgeous New Jersey summer evening, there was a little redhead, about two years old, playing outside while her Dad and her SUE! tinkered around in the flower beds and vegetable garden. All o (read full article)
When I was in college, I was on the rowing team. And the coach my junior year was a particularly big guy named Karl. He had a shaved head, a goatee, and a bio-hazard symbol tattooed on his bicep. Let’s just say Karl was “persuasive.” I could wr (read full article)
SM is a good Irish boy and likes his potatoes. Any way you slice or dice them, he will clean his plate. I think I could make just about any protein and stick it next to a big pile of potatoes and he would be one happy kid. As much of a red flag as I& (read full article)
I *love* Christmas stockings and the little goodies that are inside. We always opened them up first thing in the morning, and among the toothpaste and fruit (we always had an orange stuck in the very bottom of the toe), was always one or two prize po (read full article)
I missed the bus last night. Do those 5 words make you sweat like they do for me? I scampered up to the bus stop just as the one I had intended to catch pulled away. Lucky for me, there was another one a few minutes later. But still, as I watched the (read full article)
I’m a closet baker. I love to do it, but you’d probably never know because our house is rarely filled with the sweet, scrumptious aroma of some finger-licking sweet treat rising away in the oven. SM’s idea of dessert is a jar of pickles. (Not o (read full article)
I grew up thinking that french toast was something you ate for breakfast any old day. (Lucky kid, right?) SUE! has a great recipe for it, and she’d use Pepperidge Farm white sandwich bread and cut it in half diagonally to make triangles. As it woul (read full article)
Did you ever have to sit at the dinner table as a kid until you finished the vegetable incarnation of your nemesis? “There are starving children in Ethiopia and you will sit here until you finish your vegetables!!” How many parents used that thre (read full article)
I have this friend Beef who thinks that I am obsessed with carrots. I have no idea where this assumption came from; perhaps because I’m a carrot top she figured that I must really like carrots? Sure, I like carrots as much as any other kid, but not (read full article)
Well, I’m rejuvenated from yesterday’s roast chicken dinner, and am back on the train to good health thanks to tonight’s seriously comforting Chicken Pot Pie. Honestly, does comfort food come any better that Chicken Pot Pie? There are very few (read full article)
You may have noticed that I disappeared for a bit. I’m sorry, I’ve missed you, too. Unfortunately the only thing I was cooking was dry toast because I had the dreaded H1N1 flu. But the good news is that after 10 or so days, I’m feeling much mor (read full article)
What are your family’s favorite traditional Thanksgiving side dishes? Every family has at least a few. Whether it’s the cranberry jello-mold that Aunt Mary makes (is it ever a good idea to eat something with “mold” in the title?) or Uncle Sal (read full article)
This past weekend we went on a quick trip to San Francisco for SM’s birthday. The weather was spectacular (flip-flop worthy, actually), and the city was jumping with Halloween-crazed pedestrians. Fantastic people watching! Our favorite costumes wer (read full article)
It’s full on fall, and I’m in the mood for one thing: pork chops. Well, that actually means two things, because who would dream of eating pork chops without applesauce? I don’t know about your local market, but mine is currently being invaded b (read full article)
The Universe wants me to blog about Chicken Piccata. I’m have no idea why, but I’m sure of it. I haven’t even thought about the lemony-briny chicken dish for at least a decade, then about a week ago, a coworker asked me if I had a recipe for it (read full article)
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