Several years ago, my darling man who doesn’t do a lot of cooking, but is really swell in the clean-up department, took up the habit of fixing brunch on Mother’s Day. This is a total treat – great food, no hurry at an overly busy restaurant, and did I mention great food? Continue reading
National Ketchup (catsup) day was on June 5th, and I missed it! “Arg,” said the girl who loves ketchup and especially Portland Ketchup.
I first had this captivating tomato based elixir a few years ago. We (my man and I) had gone to Kennedy School McMenamins for brunch on Mother’s Day – sans our kids – where were they anyway? It was a grand afternoon sitting on their umbrella and plant inhabited courtyard. Continue reading
Hey friends! Life happens and things don’t get posted, even though eating does happen. It’s really a necessity, after all. Continue reading
After being on vacay for a week, and having some really good food (especially the lamb shanks at Milo’s), I look forward to eating at home. The first night back, I pulled leftover spaghetti out of the freezer. Yes, it was carby comfort food, and I enjoyed every bite. Now, it’s back to a normal routine which meant fish topped with corn salsa and herb-infused yogurt. However, the weather is chilly, so more hearty comfort is what I’m craving. Enter Eggplant Parm. Continue reading
Bubba Blue had it right when he explained in his charming southern drawl, “Shrimp is the fruit of the sea.” (Forrest Gump) I kinda agree, and then he goes on to explain 21 ways to cook these deep-sea morsels: baked, broiled or fried and adorned with lemon or coconut. I could be on a bit of a seafood kick! Continue reading
Happiness comes in very simple ways for me. In springtime – flowers, birds, bugs bopping about and my farmer’s market opening after what seems like a forever winter hiatus.
I can still remember the first time I had peel ‘n eat shrimp. We’d gone to some friends’ house back in the 80’s for dinner. There in the middle of the table was a giant bowl of pink shrimp just waiting to have their shells deftly removed, all while sucking the briny juice from the removed tail piece. We proceeded to dunk the sweet chunks into garlicky butter until the entire bowl had been devoured. Continue reading