I like potatoes. I like leeks. And I like potato and leek soup. But most of the time, I’m not a fan of the signature beige hue. Know what I’m talkin’ about?
Earlier this year, I found myself in a jam and wound up in the Whole Foods prepared foods section. Desperate to quickly feed a crowd, I purchased a 5-pound container of the Greek Orzo Salad. At $9.99/pound, plus tax, this was not a cheap box of… pasta. Really?! Fifty bucks for orzo?!
For what seems like the forty seventh Sunday in a row, I had a late start. Rolling out of bed at 8:38 AM, I had exactly 22 minutes to brush my teeth, get some clothes on, comb my hair, make “something with tomatoes or zucchinis” for this months’ Food Bloggers Los Angeles (FBLA) meeting, and […]
The big girls were bored and decided we needed to redecorate. (That’ll teach us to do yard work while leaving them unsupervised): The little girls decided it was time for the Egg Olympics. Based on the amount of squawking going on, I thought a hawk had injured one of them… Evidently, the poor girl was […]
Barry took in a record-breaking 7 eggs today. Two of them are from first-timers. We suspect the French Marans and the Turken.
Sisters. Where one goes, so does the other. It has been a joy to watch our new dog find her way around our home. She does this by shadowing her sister. From the moment they leap out of bed every morning to the moment they’re taking their evening nap, they’re never more than ten feet […]
There’s something sexy about a man who reads the morning paper, likes his coffee black and pays our bills on-time. So… grown-up. I don’t look like a grown-up… not even close. At the moment, I’m wearing a green shirt with orange tights… and brown boots. And maybe a purple headband. Oh, and my eye shadow […]
November at the RGB (clockwise from top left): Crape myrtle leaves on the brick walkway. An almost-ripe Meyer lemon. A Barred Rock pullet. A Plum Crazy rose. Tangerines on the tree. Chive seeds on the pod. Paperwhites in bloom . A bird-pecked fig… and a Splash Marans pullet. — November was a rockin’ month. I […]
I prefer a rustic kind of lifestyle: I collect dishes in my sink, flour on my apron and chicken poop under my shoes. I like my edges sharp, my lines wavy and my dots splashed. I believe in guesstimates and rough chops. In handfuls I trust. Most of the time, I can get away with it. My […]
Blooming artichokes mean were at the end of the season. Farewell until autumn, when the second batch comes up! Once upon a time, when my good friend Jeff and I were both single, we occasionally took turns cooking for one another before settling onto the couch for an evening in front of the TV. On […]
Over breakfast one morning, one of us read a Los Angeles Times restaurant review for Marché Moderne in Costa Mesa, California. Our first thought was, “huh, a restaurant in the middle of the mall?” Since we had tickets to an upcoming ballet performance at the Orange County Performing Arts Center, and were looking for a […]