Big mama’s house

We had some excellent bibimbap for dinner (from my recently published recipe, without the stone bowl). I’m following mine up with Starbucks Coffee Almond Fudge ice cream, which has finally seen the light and is now sold in pints instead of quarts.

After dinner Iris grabbed a plate and the (empty) maple syrup pitcher and announced that we were playing a game where I would put a toy on the plate, she would pour syrup on it, and the big stuffed bear would eat it. The big stuffed bear’s name, for reasons I’m not even going to go into, is Big Mama Robert Preston.

So I dutifully put Little Sister Doggy onto the plate and B.M.R.P. ate her.

> **Me** (posing as B.M.R.P.): MMMMM! That was GOOD. Do you have any more like that?

> **Iris:** No, but we have a brother who tastes really good.

Having an episode

A new vegetarian Thai place opened near me, and I’m looking forward to trying it–especially after getting their menu in the mail.

The menu sections have titles like:

* Curry Episode
* Stir Fried Episode
* Salad Episode

But the best is the side dishes: ACCOMPANY BUDDIES ESPISODE. Sic.

The place is In the Bowl Vegetarian Noodle Bistro, open every day at 1554 E Olive Way. Let me know if you stop in and have an episode.

Chef kids

You can find me today in the Seattle Times food section:

[Do chefs’ sprouts eat their veggies?](http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/foodwine/2003616553_chefkids14.html)

Spoiler: No.

This was a fun one to write, because I got to skewer conventional wisdom. I expected some of the chefs to tell me their kids were picky eaters, but I didn’t expect (a) that they would be willing to talk about it at such length, or (b) that one of the chefs would tell me that his son eats still-frozen frozen pizza.

These are some of the best chefs in Seattle, and they do cook for their kids. So if you have a picky eater at home, you’re officially absolved now. Unless the picky eater is your spouse or something.