Archive for August, 2007

Iris’s ultimate lunch

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

The restaurant: World Wrapps, inside REI. The lunch: A bowl of white rice with chunks of plain grilled chicken. The price: $3.50. While we were ordering, the cashier asked, “White rice or brown rice?” Iris tugged at my pant leg and hissed, “White rice.” Then, while eating, she gestured at me with a piece of chicken and said, […]

Smart chopper

Saturday, August 4th, 2007

Among the many labor-saving devices in Maine was a Cuisinart minichopper, just like a regular food processor only pint-sized. Probably literally. (Okay, I checked, and it’s actually 21 ounces.) I’ve had an irrational prejudice against these. They take up counter space, and Jacques Pepin and his chef’s knife could easily beat them in a chopping contest. […]

A conversation at the playground

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

Me: Hi, is this a restaurant? I’d like to order pancakes, bacon, and OJ. Iris: Here you go…what did you order? Me: Pancakes, bacon, and OJ. Iris: Sorry, you ran out of money, so I made you some brussels sprouts.

Mr. Bean

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007

It’s prime green bean season, and one of my favorite things to do with them is braise them in a sort of Thai style. This is not how you’re supposed to treat high-season green beans, but whatever. The recipe is based on one from Mark Bittman a few years ago. That version involves a quartered […]