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Grilled Branzino

New Agey Fish and Chips – A Gluten-Free version for those who care about such stuff

Thanks to my new diet, I am now spending far too much time counting calories. Not that I shouldn’t. I have eaten my way into a nice spare tire, but still. It gets a bit old. I have always thought about food all day, every day. Sadly, now I feel like I spend all of … Continue reading

Banana Nut Pancakes

Tell Me a Story

“…TELL A STORY Shitty pictures of your food are all over the internet. Sites like Instagram are loaded with photo after photo of lumpy goo. What you’re trying to share is the joy you feel when the waiter delivers that beautifully plated pork chop. But your photo doesn’t tell the story of that experience. Your … Continue reading

Yeasty Rolls

The Memory of Bread

I am not likely an aberration, but I love bread right from the oven. I love the smell of it baking. I love the feel of warm bread in my hand. I love eating it with loads of melting butter, homemade jam or honey. I love to dip it in my soup. I love to … Continue reading

Spatchcocked Grilled Chicken

What kind of blogger are you anyway?

Lately I have been struggling simply to get a blog post up. Being creative and inspired has been hard. Why? Well, because I am focused on other stuff right now. That’s the simple truth of the matter. This past weekend, as if Easter wasn’t enough of a distraction, we had gorgeous weather here in Seattle. … Continue reading

Fudgesicle Face

Why!? Why must we all be 13 at some point!?!

A quote from Anna Quindlen’s book Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake “”I want to know the point of all this!,” he yelled.” This pretty much sums up my experiences with my nearly 13 year old these days. He hates school. He hates homework. He hates the people at school. He hates teachers. You name … Continue reading

Crazy Cake


Virginia Wolf – “I have lost friends, some by death, others through sheer inability to cross the street.” Anna Quindlen – “When I think back, I realize that in my own life there was a girlfriend interregnum, a time during which I lost the knack for, the connection to, but never the need for close … Continue reading


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