spicy mussels in white wine and garlic

mussels at Toby's Tavern

Writing about food is challenging. How, for example, would you describe a peach to someone who’d never seen or tasted one?

It’s so hard to find the language to explain the sumptuousness of a peach – a fuzzy-coated, sweetly fragrant, summer fruit whose ripe, soft flesh yields to the mouth, whose sweet juices run down your hands and face as you bite in. A peach smells of sunshine and honey and the summer wind.  In size it is like a cross between an apple and an orange – sporting a warm soft, pale orange sweater-coat, kissed with shades of pink. In texture – more akin to a plum. Peaches tastes like nectar, like honey, like flowers, like summer itself. But no matter what words you find – no matter how florid the description – a peach is a peach. Nothing but eating one actually does it justice.


wabi-sabi and some wasabi salmon cakes


wasabi salmon cakes

Wasabi always makes me think of wabi-sabi – the Japanese  art of finding and embracing beauty in flaws and imperfection. It is a concept derived from Buddhism and based on the idea that nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect. (more…)

rules of life and a rosemary olive oil cake

Rosemary Olive Oil Cake

I must admit, I cringe a little when I hear the term “inspirational quote.” Makes me think of self-help books in which a single thought is expanded out to fill an entire book when a paragraph might have sufficed. So many experts – with so little and yet so much to say… (more…)

chocolate peanut butter crockpot granola

peanut butter granola2

I’m going to skip all the preamble here and just say, please make this granola ASAP. Put the ingredients on your shopping list BEFORE you shut down your computer. This is seriously yummy granola. It’s can’t-wait-to-get-out-of-bed-in-the-morning good.


a very French tart

tomato tart

This week I happened to hear an interview with Chuck Close, considered to be one of the world’s greatest contemporary portrait painters.  (more…)

#100happydays: chocolate peanut butter brownie molten pots

kurt vonnegut and an almond rhubarb cake

almond rhubarb cake“The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.” From ―Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country. (more…)


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