Last night I attended my first Saratoga "event," the 21st Annual Newton Plaza Siro’s Cup. I was thoughtfully included in a friend's group and during a very busy week, it was the thing for which I was most excited. What to wear? Could I forsake peer comfort with foot comfort and wear flats? Accessories were … Continue reading Sipping from Siro’s Cup
Category: Eating
Expectations
What are "reasonable" expectations? Are you comfortable with those you have and, presumably, honor? I was thinking about some of the expectations I have and considering their degree of realism. I think I do ok with most of them. My problem comes when I allow something external to start putting the squeeze on me - … Continue reading Expectations
Come on in my Cucina
See that post title above? I have a confession about it... I seriously almost used a more, shall we say, colorful homophonic version of the word "come," but chose not to because I was afraid it might be interpreted as vulgar. I may be salty at times with my language choices, but crass is something … Continue reading Come on in my Cucina
“Stuff” to do with your Field Goods
Have you ever participated with a CSA? I did one year and found myself more than a little overwhelmed by the array of obscure greens and heritage vegetables. While I enjoyed the challenge of trying to create meals from previously unknown ingredients, I have never been tempted to commit again to the responsibility of having to … Continue reading “Stuff” to do with your Field Goods
Sunday dinner out in the DelSo
One of the first images to enter my brain last Sunday morning came to me courtesy of an email from Living Social. They were offering a deal for Yanni's Too, a place known for its fried calamari, and the picture accompanying the sales pitch became my obsession and inspiration for the day. Crispy looking golden … Continue reading Sunday dinner out in the DelSo
Schooled in cheese.
Over the years, I've learned a lot about cheese. My earliest cheese memories center around my regular lunch order - Muenster on white with mayo. Simple, a bit tangy and the perfect balance to my other standard sandwich option, liverwurst. What can I say? I was raised by a German mother. As I aged, I … Continue reading Schooled in cheese.
I have no words.
Words? Who needs words? Behold... Ok, here are a few words in case the picture doesn't tell the complete story. Pizza Carbonara: Caramelized onion, housemade pancetta, smoked mozzarella, (perfectly cooked) egg, Cafe Capriccio. Everything you could ever want from a pizza.
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