One of my life rules is that I need to have adventures. These can range from a Space-A trip to Guam and hiking Yellowstone to a sunset at Sunset Cliffs and walking a canyon near my house. Adventures definitely include trying new things to eat. And if I get to be the one to cook … Continue reading
Tag Archives: CSA
Too Darn Hot
I just got back from an extended vacation in Guam where it was HOT. But on a tropical island, that is to be expected. However, in San Diego, HOT is an insult to all of us who don’t bother with air-conditioning in our 1930’s-built houses. You can’t cook in this kind of HOT (mostly because … Continue reading
I Should Be Grading . . .
Right now I am trying my damnedest to not accomplish any work tonight. Yes, I am giving a final in one of my classes tomorrow. Yes, I will be receiving 50 10-page papers tomorrow to grade along with 50 finals that have ten short answer questions I will also have to grade. Yes, I have … Continue reading
Superstar
So far this blog has not brought me the fame or book deal I expected when I read Julie Powell’s Julie/Julia. Is it because I do not share the same name with a snazzy cooking icon? Or because I don’t cook crazy stuff that requires me to suspend an egg in jelly made from boiled … Continue reading
I’ve Got a Fever
and apparently the only cure for it is more cow . . . tongue. Yup, that’s right folks. After being silent for so long, I’ve returned in full force with the large licking muscle of a bovine. You might be thinking to yourself, “I thought the CSA only delivered vegetables; how did she get such … Continue reading
Yes!
Yes! I have in my hot little hands the hot off the presses new edition of Vegetarian Times. And this baby is loaded with awesome recipes. I can’t wait. And I didn’t. Tonight I cooked the curried penne because I need to get Christmas cards out and finish grading, so I need a quick meal. … Continue reading
The Unknown
Today was supposed to be the day we found out about the state of the house and the timeline of repair. We didn’t. We are now supposed to know by Friday. I know you can’t hear it, but I am sighing in frustration. It’s not that we aren’t comfortable in our Christmas-decorated new home; it’s … Continue reading
