It’s really feeling like winter–at Seward Park today, the trees looked distressingly barren.  I read a science feature on NPR recently that said leaves don’t really fall from trees–they’re pushed off in order to preserve the tree. Turns out the tree is much more proactive than just waiting for the wind to come along.
When I [...]

I like the day after–the day after Christmas when everything is quiet;  the day after a catering gig or a stressful piece of work with a client.  And yes, the day after Thanksgiving.  With a blog about leftovers, this would seem to be my signature day, except the leftovers are always at someone else’s house. [...]

I’m in charge of dessert for Thanksgiving this year–Yancey’s mom is planning the rest, and we’ll cook it together.  We’re not making our usual trek to see my cousins, aunts and uncles in Yakima because of Yancey’s work schedule.  I’ll miss them, but this seems like a good year to stick closer to home.  In [...]

I saw my friend Dawn at the gym this morning, who told me she’s had cookies on the brain lately because of this blog.  She’s too nice to curse me, but huffing and puffing at 5:45 a.m. was punishment enough.  Sorry, Dawn.  More cookies.
But there’s more to this story.  1) These are for the fire [...]

I could go on about French Onion Soup.  How my mom makes her own beef broth and puts every other French Onion Soup to shame, how Yancey can eat gallons of it,  how disappointing restaurant versions often are.
Before that, though, poetry.  It’s been awhile since I’ve inflicted poetry on you.  Too long, actually.  I discovered [...]