I met Tammy and Ginger downtown yesterday for a girls morning out.  While we were sitting at Macrina, the sun came out.  I didn’t know how much I needed that.  I wondered aloud to Yancey the other  night if I might have a touch of Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)–the affliction lots of Puget Sounders get [...]

I could never be a restaurant reviewer.  At least not the kind that goes in, acts all diffident, then slams the place as soon as they get into the car with their laptop.  I named this blog quickly and without much thought–In Praise of Leftovers–but more and more, it seems fitting that “praise” would be [...]

Dearest, dearest Catherine with the kids, date night with Yancey.
Happy Hour at Lola–squid and pork kabobs.  Griddled pita with olive fig tapenade, oregano fries with aioli, dolmades with tzatziki.

Dilly-dallying at Pike Place while vendors packed up, walking around just enough to work up an appetite for gelato. Chocolate and caramel, ferociously “split.”
Romantic comedy at the [...]

We dropped Wyatt off at his first-grade classroom this morning.  It was heartbreaking.  It’s a new school building–even though it’s the same teachers, staff, and students, it feels completely different than his old school.  He was quiet the whole way to school, walking in, hanging up his backpack, finding his seat.  I sat down next [...]

I got my cocktail.  Oh yes.  A jalapeno-infused blackberry puree, shaken with lime juice and vodka.  Green chile salt on the rim. Happy Belated Birthday to me.
My mom and I had a great time in Portland even though she had a horrible cold which she caught from watching my kids last weekend. Sorry Mom.  She’s [...]