I’m making Eccles cakes today. I first had these when I worked at a dry cleaner’s in Providence in my late teens. My boss brought them in from a Portuguese bakery near her house. I always thought they were Portuguese in spite of the English-sounding name, but they’re not.
A and B love these sweet and [...]
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Eccles cakes
Posted in food, plastic and its relatives, recipes on October 11, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Tonight’s plastic
Posted in food, plastic and its relatives on October 9, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Oh, we had a great dinner tonight, a repeat I had with my friend Egghead Jr. on Sunday. Fresh pasta with the last batch of cherry tomatoes from the garden, olives, garlic (also from the garden), olive oil, and parmesan. AND one giant shiitake mushroom from the log I gave A for Christmas last year. [...]
Great food
Posted in food, friendliness, tagged food blogs, Erin McDowell, The Apartment Kitchen on August 12, 2009 | 4 Comments »
I read a lot of blogs, especially food blogs. Oh, I do like good food, can you tell? Hate plastic, love food, love dogs. Could that be the theme of this blog?
In any case, the blog I use the most is The Apartment Kitchen. There’s the link, sitting over there in the right sidebar, not [...]
I wish I’d thought of this
Posted in computer doodah, food, interesting sites, language, recipes, writing on April 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
My friend Alan just sent me a link to a New York Times article on Twitter and recipes. I’m not interested in Twitter, but I think what this woman is doing with it is amazing and wonderful. Read it, it’s great. It fits in six of my blog categories!
First harvest
Posted in food, important stuff on April 21, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Easter desserts
Posted in food, friendliness on April 13, 2009 | 2 Comments »
We went to an Easter party today. Our friends have given this party for many years, starting when everyone’s children were little. Now all the children are grown up and gone, but we still have an excellent time, seeing people we know well, people we see only once a year, and people we’ve never met [...]
