Rene Redzepi should have been grateful. He should have been exulting at his great fortune from all the hard work he and his staff had contributed to making their restaurant the best in the world. But, instead, he began to question what was next. Reaching the “top of the mountain” at the age of 31… Continue reading Rene Redzepi Journals (and So Should You)
Category: Notes from the Kitchen
Cooking Matters San Francisco: Teaching Kids to Cook Real Food
As this year winds down for another year to commence, out come the goals that might get recycled each year with the regularity of abandoned pine trees on curbs the last week in December. Let’s face it, we look forward to new beginnings. When the clock completes the circle toward midnight on New Year’s Eve,… Continue reading Cooking Matters San Francisco: Teaching Kids to Cook Real Food
Holiday Gift Guide for the Specialty Food Fiend
Since the holidays are officially upon us, the season of finding the perfect gift for the food fiend in your life has commenced in full effect. Some of the best gifts that can be given include edible ones that take up a small footprint and also provide a different sort of instant gratification (plus they… Continue reading Holiday Gift Guide for the Specialty Food Fiend
Sometimes you worry
This past weekend my cousin visited us from Texas. We loosely sketched out a weekend of walks, memorable meals with a few rogue rounds of the word game, bananagrams and multiple trips to local book houses to satisfy our bookworm tendencies. On Saturday morning, as we set off for Haight Street on foot, we happened… Continue reading Sometimes you worry
I am not a farmer
I am not a farmer. My alarm clock is a mobile phone that does not sound when the darkness is still clenched around the corners of ground like ropes holding tent pegs fast. My hands have not milked a goat or threshed wheat. They do not know the certain precision required for pulling a sugar… Continue reading I am not a farmer
Finding the Perfect Pet
No dogs allowed. A baritone crooned these three words as Snoopy read the sign outside the hospital that cordoned him from making a visit. It’s not everyday that a cartoon jingle has the kind of staying power to worm its way into everyday conversation, but this little ditty knew no bounds. When I was younger… Continue reading Finding the Perfect Pet
How to Use Your CSA Box
You know the story: the CSA box arrives and you dash to the door to pick up that brown box of sustenance. Unfolding the top flaps of the box, you relish the reveal, pulling back the top flaps and gazing into this week’s produce as a magician might plumb his bag of tricks. Sometimes, though,… Continue reading How to Use Your CSA Box
Chasing Childhood through Food
It never ceases to amaze me what happens when walking down the concourse after the plane sets down in my hometown. I devolve into the person I was when I left Texas, much to the chagrin of the person I have become in California. All of the hard-earned years of unlearning and re-learning new habits… Continue reading Chasing Childhood through Food
A Lunch to Remember
A few weeks ago, a situation presented itself that was too irresistible to pass up. With only 24 hours advance notice, I found out that I would be a plus one at a lunch of a lifetime. This may sound like I’m overselling the opportunity, and perhaps I could point to the catered lunch of… Continue reading A Lunch to Remember
San Francisco Celebrates 2012 World Series Winners
In a neighborhood market, a giant flat screen TV played play-off games and then world series games for local shoppers to keep tabs on their hometown team. During a recent shopping trip, the checker invited me to sit down and watch an inning. So I did. She proceeded to explain that she didn’t understand baseball… Continue reading San Francisco Celebrates 2012 World Series Winners
Dear Reader
Dear Reader, If your eyes are perusing these words, we have made it. You and I lived through another few weeks of furtively trying to make the most of the brief window that is peach season in the Bay Area. Those hours spent in front of a screen until the eyes become fleas were hours… Continue reading Dear Reader
For you, a slice of Duarte’s Ollalieberry Pie and a Surprise
Okay, well maybe all I have for you is a picture of pie, but look at it. Let all that flaky love make you want to lick the screen. It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone. And this pie is worth it. Which is to say, Saturday, we took our time waking up. Alarm clocks turned… Continue reading For you, a slice of Duarte’s Ollalieberry Pie and a Surprise