Addis Ethiopian Restaurant, Oakland, CA
Doesn’t look like much from outside, but Addis is the best Ethiopian food I’ve tasted Twice now, Marc and I have gone with my aunt
Vegetarian Split Pea Soup
It’s hard to make the drab color of split pea soup look beautiful, but just use your imagination. For quick lunches lately I have resorted
Michael Pollan at Book Passage
This was the only non-blurry photo we got since Pollan is such an animated speaker Yesterday afternoon I made green tea for the thermos, sheep’s
In Defense of Food
Yes, food needs defending. Last week I read Ed Levine’s (somewhat snarky) comments on what he called Michael Pollan’s Twelve Commandments. I knew I wasn’t
December 2007 DMBLGIT Results
As some of you have already noticed (and sweetly brought to my attention), the results are in for December’s “Does My Blog Look Good In
Biscotti and a Certain Brand of Tea: Oh, How I Loathe Thee
Hillary of Chew on That does a Monthly Mouthful where she asks bloggers near and far to answer a question. January’s question was, “What is
Braving Winter in California…With Celeriac
Mmm…I, the Abominable Mashed Carrot, Potato and Celeriac Snowman will eat these sauteed leeks and chard with my skinny thyme stem arms! Eating locally and
Giving Homemade Chocolate Truffles
This is a little late. Since I would have liked to get this post up a week or two ago, but sometimes things don’t go
Life’s Little Victories
Since Marc keeps up with design sites, he’s the one who originally found NotCot‘s food porn aggregator TasteSpotting. It’s been up about a year, and
Trying Not To Lose My Temper (Tempering Chocolate)
Clockwise from foreground left – Marzipan Snowballs, plain with tempered dark, Crystallized Ginger rolled in Gingersnaps, plain topped with cocoa nibs, peppermint rolled in mint
Hearth Baked Potatoes
The wood stove with a cast iron bowl on top to help humidify the room. A few years back, Marc’s mom and step dad decided
Marzipan Snowball Truffles
I LOVE marzipan. I inherited my intense love for marzipan from my maternal grandmother, we called Doe. On many special occasions, she bought a Princess