I adore this fruit. There are a few foods I feel this way about. Rhubarb. Leeks. Celeriac. When I have a pile of quinces on the counter, I feel newly in love, tingly, unsure of what will happen next. I feel like I’ve discovered them. And I always have. This is something I want to…
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sisig
Well, sort of sisig.This is the story.Last week, on our final night in San Francisco, we went to eat at the food trucks at Fort Mason. I know I’ve already told you this part, but I’ve got to set the stage.This is my uncle, Gary. Gary was at the heart of why I was there…
eating off the grid
Oh California. I don’t even know what to say. Do I laugh? Cry? Tease you?Or do I jump in with glee? (my mug filled with blue bottle coffee and the sriracha mayo on everything) You, my friend, are serious about your pickles. Of, course, so am I. And the cynical New England in me, the…
what we eat after dark
We walked all the way to the ferry building again, just for the coffee. And without too much searching, there was a sandwich with fresh mozzarella and hard boiled egg. The other night we were walking through Chinatown in search of noodles. And we stopped at a store that sold little silken shoes and shiny…
we made it
Dear fabulous woman on the flight from Hartford to Dallas,I know that you’ll be curious to know whether Joey and I made our connection in Dallas. You were so great to prepare us for what direction we should run, and to give us the hint about taking the skytram. Unfortunately, the tram was broken, and…
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