’m not sure why we relegate our pumpkin consumption to the holidays, but who am I to question centuries of tradition? I will enjoy the orange gord any which way I can get it during this narrow window. That includes pumpkin spice latte and pumpkin spice Cheerios. Don’t judge me.Read More
Finally, our little tiny northern Arizona town has successfully hosted a farmers market. It ain't high class, but it ain't white trash, and it's definitely not wild or crazy ... but it's managed to draw locals and tourists for three solid months now, and there's talk of extending it through October.Read More
Technically, I am not a hoarder. The tangible cookbooks I do have rest comfortably on shelves or stacked in neat piles on tables, and the myriads of digital books are categorized specifically on my tablet. But the sheer volume of them, fellow food lover ... well, let's not split hairs here.Read More
My friend Connie does not like a runny egg. She's adamant about avoiding raw egg yolks (she would hate the Sukiyaki my boss made me that one time) but isn't happy about viewing over-easy or soft-boiled eggs either - and my Instagram/Facebook feeds are FULL of them.Read More
A little over a year and a half ago, I fell in love with the LA dining scene. I spent a whirlwind-ish five days hitting up as many hot spots and do not dare miss locations as I could fit in. Time, my stomach, and my pocket book eventually got the better of me, but not before I experienced some of the freshest, inventive, and exciting food of my lifetime.Read More
Living in a rather secluded and arid neck of the woods, I can't think of anything more exciting than being gifted with fresh fish. Truthfully, it happens to me more often than is fair, compared to other folks in town, because my boss is a fisherman. There's never a shortage of striped bass from Lake Powell, but I also tend to receive fresh cod and halibut when he visits Alaska (usually once a year), fresh red snapper, shrimp and oysters when he visits the Big Boss down on the Gulf of Louisiana, and most recently, fresh brook trout from cold-water creeks in Southern Utah.Read More
It pretty much goes without saying most people, generally, want to be "like everyone else." It makes them feel connected to those in their immediate sphere. It helps them feel they are part of a tribe. With some exception, this is especially true during the formative years of childhood - at least it was for me. And for someone who wanted to fit in so badly, I couldn't have pushed people further away with my need to belong.Read More
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
While that may very well be true, getting stronger sometimes really sucks. Big time.
Two weeks ago I'd come through about six months of getting stronger - at least I felt I was on the tail end of it. The shady darkness was retreating and I could see glimmering patches of sunlight. What had been most recently "killing me" was easing up a bit, loosening its choke hold somewhat. I felt cautiously optimistic.Read More