Archive for June, 2006

Pietaster

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

Iris has been big on declaring that things are okay for the past couple of days. Like, today she told me that when she was playing at Grandma’s house, she sprayed water on her face. “That’s okay,” she added.

Before bedtime tonight, Iris placed a pillow on the couch and said…

Iris: I made you […]

Mo mojo

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

So, after the shrimpapalooza last week, there was a bunch of that mojo de ajo left. After a visit to the Ballard Farmers Market on Sunday morning, I was casting around for a quick lunch.

Solution: Morel-mojo quesadillas. Okay, the garlic kind of buried the morels, but you could still sense them. I brought the quesadillas […]

My compliments to the chef

Monday, June 26th, 2006

I’m back from Idaho, where I was interviewing a chef. Because the chef’s restaurant is under construction, he made me dinner at his house. See, kids, food writing isn’t easy. Sometimes you have to work evenings and weekends.

There are a couple of things that chefs do differently than the rest of us that are obvious […]

More hucklebanditry

Saturday, June 24th, 2006

I’m currently on an unlikely assignment in Sandpoint, Idaho. Right now I’m at the Starbucks on the shores of Lake Pend Oreille. They sell Top Pot doughnuts, so I feel right at home.

Huckleberries are a big thing on the Idaho panhandle. Every diner and fast food place has a sign advertising huckleberry milkshakes. So it […]

The browning battalion

Thursday, June 22nd, 2006

My friend Sara Dickerman wrote a great series for The Stranger last year called Pastry Police. In it she called out local coffeeshops for serving crappy croissants, mushy muffins, and, uh, bad bearclaws. She named names. It was consumer reporting of the best and most buttery kind:

Online Coffee Company (1111 First Ave), an […]