June 15, 2013

I went a little crazy today at Berkeley Bowl. It’s peach season and I live in California! There are wild plums to pick off neighbors’ trees-I’m really doing them a service- and early blackberries to gather from Tilden trails, and the markets are bursting with the last cherries of the season and the first figs, so very ripe and ovary-like.

On the darker side, there are ants crawling all over the weirdest stuff-like my Trader Joe’s Black Sea Salt and Caramel Dark Chocolate, which is the best chocolate bar I’ve ever had, plus my fingers, toes, keyboard, and the rim of the Triple Sec (thanks, Alex! You are so fun and so are your drinking habits.) I splashed into my peach ginger iced tea with fresh smashed apricots that I’ve been drinking since 12:30 pm. It’s basically a mimosa so we’re all set. And 12:30 is clearly the afternoon so I’m technically it drinking later than I should.

After waking at 9, I wandered over for my favorite Saturday morning activity to the BBowl and, after eating my breakfast in free samples (and some things not intended as samples like the rainier cherries calling my name from their pile) I headed over to the produce section. I proceeded to buy four different kinds of peaches/apricots/nectarines, then went back for more because really, it is my duty to make sure this Most Beautiful Fruit does not go to waste. 

While watching my favorite Hampton’s neighbor-I like to think of her as my wealthy, bourghie, aunt who feeds me bread pudding and roasted chicken-Ina Garten, I prepared some Crunchy Quinoa Dark Chocolate Granola from the How Sweet it is blog. Shout out to Jessica, this is delicious. I made two variations, one with fresh ginger and the other with dried peaches and apricots. So good! Need milk. 

I will be spending the remainder of the afternoon throwing various stone fruit into a dish, baking it with some sweet oats and calling it a crumble to bring to a friend’s birthday party.

How much is a serving of peaches? Like that song asserts, I DON’T CARE. I love it.  

June 12, 2013
"I am about to have a panic attack when I suddenly remember when Gwyneth went to a dinner party in America and someone asked her what kind of jeans she was wearing and she thought to herself, “I have to get back to Europe.” America is the worst. I say nothing about anyone’s jeans, even though I was literally just going to ask everyone about their jeans."

 http://nymag.com/thecut/2013/05/i-tried-gwyneths-diet-and-got-a-rash-on-my-face.html?mid=twitter_thecutblog

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May 29, 2013

I walk the streets at night.
(I even escape the stars.)
This matchstick feeling in my chest
This tightening of my limbs;
Awaiting shadows that become my ending,
The undoing of the strings that tie me upright.
Me, my whole, wrapped up self in a knot in your palm.
You fold up, you unfold,
Draw each fingertip to its edge,
vibrating with these wavy street lamps,
incandescent, unrelenting, entangling.
Where is the in-between wave time?
The waves tow me above and onward,
no stillness for your sea,
no stillness to let me see.

May 21, 2013
Simply Plated: Homemade Goat Cheese

I’ve always been too intimidated to buy cheesecloth, but I need some goat cheese and you make it sound super easy…I’ll let you know how it goes. I really want to add blackberry or raspberry to it. Thanks Christy, you wonderful future chef!

simplyplated:

I love all cheeses, but there is a special place in my heart for goat cheese. It’s creamy, tangy, and all around more interesting than other cheeses.

Whenever I talk about making my own cheeses, people usually assume it’s really labor intensive. I get a lot of, “you know they sell it already…

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Filed under: goat cheese homemade 
May 16, 2013

Can’t stop listening to this! 

(Source: closetoffantasies)

May 13, 2013
I love fresh shelled peas! All packed neatly in their waxy shell, ready to be eaten like skittles. Mmm, tastes like spring. 
This was taken 3 weeks ago. “So healthy!” You say, “So fresh!” Alas, no, my friends, I have been lazy. I have been cruel to my peas. It got hot and sunny in the Bay, and I did not water them, and they are scorched. Oh well, my spinach lives on and my kale is dino-sized.

I love fresh shelled peas! All packed neatly in their waxy shell, ready to be eaten like skittles. Mmm, tastes like spring.

This was taken 3 weeks ago. “So healthy!” You say, “So fresh!” Alas, no, my friends, I have been lazy. I have been cruel to my peas. It got hot and sunny in the Bay, and I did not water them, and they are scorched. Oh well, my spinach lives on and my kale is dino-sized.

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Filed under: garden spring 
May 12, 2013
Converted her to the tribe.
She cool with it.

Converted her to the tribe.

She cool with it.

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May 11, 2013

Last weekend was a Roomie Road trip to Bodega Bay, where they shot Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds”. The fog came on about 10 miles from the bay, along with a fifteen degree drop. It was FREAKY!

After a few beers, Kaitlin decided it was a good idea to “walk on the mud”. It was not a good idea. She and Brigh ended up falling in, gritty black mud caking their legs and feet. At least she felt the earth between her toes.

We did not get attacked by birds, though I did spot a seagull.

May 10, 2013
I have  a few things to say about this:
5 hours at the dentist + Dr. Phil = Not a fun time. 
Who needs a crown at age 23? This girl. 
Decided the worst part about being trapped on a deserted island would neither be the hunger nor the feral cats, but the cavities. 
Thanking God I have a job so I don’t have to watch daytime television. i.e. Dr. Phil’s “I shot my husband in the head”, *sigh* That guy.
So that happened yesterday. I get to go back today, and next Wednesday, and the Wednesday after that! My mouth has become a dentist’s playground.

I have  a few things to say about this:

  • 5 hours at the dentist + Dr. Phil = Not a fun time.
  • Who needs a crown at age 23? This girl.
  • Decided the worst part about being trapped on a deserted island would neither be the hunger nor the feral cats, but the cavities.
  • Thanking God I have a job so I don’t have to watch daytime television. i.e. Dr. Phil’s “I shot my husband in the head”, *sigh* That guy.

So that happened yesterday. I get to go back today, and next Wednesday, and the Wednesday after that! My mouth has become a dentist’s playground.

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Filed under: what a day 
May 7, 2013

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But it seems so hard! I’ve avoided doing anything productive on here for so long!

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