Ernest Hemingway writes in The Sun Also Rises that the road to hell is paved with stuffed dogs. I disagree. The road to hell is paved with stuffed pasta: ravioli to be exact. Somehow, I’ve managed to spend this Tuesday, my day “off,” attempting (in every sense of the word) to make homemade ravioli. Sure … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2006
A Case of the Mondays
How many of you have days that end up way longer than you anticipated? Wait, wait, I see that timid hand in the back row. Well, sister, you are not alone. Even someone as amazingly scattered as I can have days that don’t conform to my (gulp) schedule. Today was one of those days. Between … Continue reading
Unidentified Squash
I need help. A few weeks ago, my CSA delivered the pictured squash. I know I can cook it pretty much like you’d cook any other winter squash, but I’d like to know what it is. I thought it was an acorn squash, but it doesn’t look exactly like the acorn squash I see at … Continue reading
The Great Enough
I sit amidst the wreckage of the aftermath of an impromptu cocktail/dinner party with some of my girlfriends from college. We all lead very busy lives: one of us is in law school, another is a nurse, another is a school counselor, yet another has her MBA and teaches English with me at the university … Continue reading
The First Delivery (As Far As You Know)
I returned late Friday afternoon from Thanksgiving at my Nana and Papa’s house just in time to pick up my CSA delivery. Whenever I come home from there, I am always stuffed with food way way beyond capacity, but Thanksgiving takes that stuffing (pun intended) to a whole new level. I eat easily my caloric allotment … Continue reading
All About Me
Some of you (okay, I flatter myself: the one non-friend who is reading this blog) might wonder who exactly am I and why I think that my experiences are worth putting out there for all to read. For that one soul, here you go: I love food. LOVE it. The combinations of flavors and smells … Continue reading
The Set-Up
I live in an apartment built in the 30’s. While dripping with quaint charm and sporting a breathtaking view from downtown San Diego to the Point, its kitchen leaves much to be desired. Apparently in the 30’s, women didn’t need the space and gear in the kitchen we have now. Though I occupy this small space … Continue reading
