Pomegranate, Walnut and Yogurt Breakfast Bowl

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Monday breakfasts are hard.  Every Sunday night, I’m hit with a solid case of Monday-is-imminent blues, and this severe case of nearly-Monday-itis makes it unlikely that I’m going to prep tomorrow’s breakfast that night.  Then Monday morning arrives, and if I can make coffee and stand in front of the fridge blinking my tired eyes, that’s a success.  Luckily this breakfast practically assembles itself, with some earlier in the weekend prep work. This winter we’ve been picking up pomegranates at the farmers’ market or at the grocery store, depending on how much time there is in the week.  J takes … Continue reading

Roasted Delicata Squash Salad with Pomegranate Seeds and Spicy Maple Dressing

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Fall at the farmers’ market has a whole different feeling, and while I miss the fresh berries terribly, I do love how forgiving fall produce can be.  I lugged home a heavy bag today, filled to the brim with butternut and delicata squashes, onions, garlic, a bottle of apple cider and several pomegranates.  One of my pomegranates escaped and went rolling down the sidewalk in front of me, but I just scooped it up and it was really no worse for wear. Fall produce can be just as pretty as it’s spring and summer brethren (I love the colors of … Continue reading

Kitchen Disasters: The Worst Thing I Ever Made

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Kitchen failures are common.  Cookies spread out and run together into one giant flat cookie pancake.  The bread doesn’t rise.  You overestimate your spice tolerance and make a stir fry so spicy that just breathing near the pan makes your eyes water.  All of these things have happened to me.  Kitchen disasters are so much simpler than life disasters, though.  A flat cookie pancake might not look pretty enough to take into work, but it still tastes pretty delicious.  Even if you’ve concocted something truly inedible, the worst kitchen disaster can almost always be solved by ordering pizza. At this … Continue reading

A Sunday Letter

My dear friend, I hope your weekend has been wonderful. Mine was a little rocky, but redeemed itself handsomely. I woke up on Sunday with a full case of the Sunday blues.  Usually they don’t set in until after lunch at the earliest, but I woke up hating Sunday simply for being the precursor to Monday.  Although I expected very little from the day, I was pleasantly surprised. I made huevos rancheros for our breakfast.  The boy likes savory breakfasts, and I like any excuse to combine black beans and goat cheese.  (this meal remains a favorite)  So the Sunday … Continue reading

Plum Jam

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When I first read the craigslist ad for our current apartment, I was seduced by all sorts of words and phrases, like “dishwasher,” “washer and drier,” and “backyard,” but the kicker was “fruit trees.”  Oh to live in a house with fruit trees in the backyard!  I was sold.  In reality, it was in our price range, conveniently located, and looked nice online.  But wouldn’t you love to rent a place just for the fruit trees? The plums come in one giant, speedy crop, dropping into our backyard over the course of a week.  That first year we missed the … Continue reading

Polenta from Fresh Corn

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Sometimes a recipe has to be well timed.  I come across dozens of recipes daily.  I pin a handful of them to make later.  If something especially strikes me, I’ll pin it to the “Dinner This Week” board which I consult when writing my grocery list.  This recipe reached out through the Internet and screamed “make me right now” very conveniently on Tuesday morning.  My local farmers’ market is Tuesday afternoon, so I carefully collected corn, tomatoes and eggplant along with my usual haul of eggs, peaches, strawberries and sourdough bread.   Yotam Ottolenghi wrote Plenty, a book which I … Continue reading

Reflection: Surviving the Swim

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I’ve wanted to complete a triathlon for a long time now.  I was actually training for one back when I lived in Boston, but we moved out to Berkeley about a month before the race date.  Training fell by the wayside with adjustments to a new job, apartment, and city.  Running is just easier than biking or swimming from a logistics perspective.  Put on your shoes, and run out your front door without any real worries about routes or flat tires or finding a pool or what time lap swim happens to be. Completing a triathlon has been a goal … Continue reading

Blueberry and Cheddar Cereal Bowl

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Some would argue that Northern California has no seasons.  In my part of Berkeley it is 67 degrees nearly every day with just a few degrees leeway in each direction.  Somehow, my body still senses the seasons, and oatmeal and wheatberry breakfast bowls give way to green juice and smoothies.  J introduced me to this breakfast the first summer we were dating.  I, always quick to jump on any excuse to eat cheese first thing in the morning, quickly added it to my summer rotation.  It reminds him of the summers he spent in Rhode Island with his family.  I … Continue reading

Grandma’s Cast Iron Skillet Apple Pie

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My grandmother passed away yesterday morning.  She was in her nineties and had the privilege of being entirely herself right up until the end.  She outlived every expectation of her doctors (stubborn to the end!) and got to die at home surrounded by family.  We should all be so lucky. Grandma was a smart cookie.  I got such joy out of telling Grandma stories.  “My ninety year old Grandma has gmail, and she gchats and reads my blog!” was a sentence I often uttered.  I’ve met many wonderful people thanks to this blog, but I’m extra grateful for how the … Continue reading

Asparagus Salad with Roasted Potatoes and Hard Boiled Eggs

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In a rather convoluted way, this salad started with garlic aioli.  Months ago now, J and I were eating at Canary Square, a restaurant in Jamaica Plain.  We’d split an order of fries to start, and our waiter offered to bring us a second dip in addition to the house-made ketchup.  A side of garlic aioli came out with the fries.  As I dipped in my first fry, I had to summon massive amounts of willpower not to go at the little container of aioli with my spoon and then my tongue.  Silky smooth and garlicky, the aioli was a … Continue reading