I have a friend who doesn’t think much of Meyer lemons. He doesn’t understand what all the fuss is about. For this I’m going to forgive him. It doesn’t matter that he has a James Beard Award, we all have out blindspots. I personally don’t understand how anyone could ever… Read More
Archive for:
January 2010
Kalaloch: Waves for Christmas
My mother recently moved from California to Seattle. All her kids and grandkids live here now, it only makes sense. What is the point of being so far away? What’s the point of being in California—besides the great weather and the year-round bountiful farmers’ markets? She misses both of those… Read More
A Passion for Pickling
One day last summer I was wandering through the Vashon Island Farmers’ Market and I caught sight of the odd little green things above. To be honest, I thought they looked like miniature watermelons, ready to serve up at a dollhouse picnic. Lilliputian melons. But ever since my experience with… Read More
Spaghetti Squash: Unexpected Redemption
It’s not the spaghetti squash’s fault that for years I’ve hated it—it was a case of mistaken identity. As a young child, when my mom said we were having spaghetti squash for dinner, I imagined a vegetable that, when cut open, would yield a steaming mound of buttery pasta. I… Read More
Raclette for One
Here’s the confession: I’ve never had proper raclette. When I was in Switzerland I ate fondue, but I somehow missed raclette. And when I was invited to a raclette party in Sun Valley many Christmases ago, I stayed home to talk on the phone to my then-boyfriend. It was our… Read More
Twitter
Flickr
RSS
