Culinary escapades and other delicious adventures
I pretty much live for the markets these days. It seems like each day of the week, I can go to a different neighborhood around the city center and find a market full of produce, jams, cheese, meats, olive oils, nuts, spices… you name it. We can get it there. On Saturday, Dave and I…Keep…
This was a little something my personal chef whipped up for our dinner Friday night: On Saturday, we drove out to Sausalito and ate a late lunch at Fish, which was similar to Gott’s for anyone who has dined there before, only (obviously) they serve items from the sea, instead of burgers and whatnot. I…Keep…
One of my favorite things about Dave is that he isn’t afraid to try new recipes and experiment with foods. To that end, I know that I can try just about any new recipe and he’ll be ok with it. And if we decide our experiment tastes like feet, we can always order a pizza,…Keep…
I have a serious Pinterest addiction. I love it. It makes me want to have my own house and DIY the hell out of it. On Saturday night and again on Sunday afternoon, I sat listening to the USF Dons baseball game online, while pinning. In fact, the two meals that Dave and I ate…Keep…
All of my New Orleans friends have awesome photos of Mardi Gras posted on Facebook. I looked at them longingly, thinking of how awesome it was when I went in 2010, right before I moved home. Dave received the following email and thought of me: He promptly made reservations when he saw me light up…Keep…
Dave would like it on the record that I ate and enjoyed the fish (see below) and also ate my brussel sprouts and turnips. It was quite tasty. Except I am still finding fish scales in the sink. They are literally appearing out of nowhere. I coulda sworn we got them all cleaned up that…Keep…
Dave is making a whole fish for us. He is currently de-scaling the thing. This could be interesting. I don’t ever recall, in my whole food-eating life, being able to stare my dinner in the eyeball. I have pasta at the ready just in case.
Rarely do I blog about work because, truly, I like to keep my personal life and my professional one separate but since work today included being able to cross something off My Bucket List, I figured it was acceptable to share. I drank this today. Please refer to #5 on my (albeit small) Life-long Bucket…Keep…
I have been told that I’m a breakfast elitist. This means that I refuse to eat breakfast unless I can have an elaborate spread or fancy treats for breakfast. Oatmeal before work? Not for me. Cereal? Too plain. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, pastries? You betcha. I just don’t enjoy standard work week breakfast fare. It’s okay…Keep…
