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Thought for Food

Japanese Mushroom Lovefest

April 21, 2009
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I’ve been playing around with Japanese mushrooms lately, having received a big box of them from Hokto Kinoko (read LA Times article on them) Look at these babies! From left to right, these are White Beech Mushrooms (Bunapi Shimeji), Brown Beech Mushrooms (Buna Shimeji), Maitake Mushrooms and King Trumpet Mushrooms (Eryngii)

These are organic and grown [...]

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If only I had packed…

April 13, 2009
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While I love being on vacation, I really really super hate packing.
I’m the paranoid sort, and since having children, the disease has gotten worse. I hate being unprepared so I end up packing EVERYTHING.
Abnormal weather patterns? I’ve stuffed an umbrella, snow parka, sunscreen and a down comforter right here in my bag.
Chance of filleting a [...]

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Sushi Superhero: I lovehatelove him

March 21, 2009

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There are 4 photos in the above photoset! All photos courtesy of Casson Trenor from his book, Sustainable Sushi
I’m deeply, truly, utterly and fantastically in love with sushi. Well, let me be more specific. I love GOOD sushi, none of that supermarket crap. It’s an indulgence that I allow myself once a month (it’s sooo [...]

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Bonding over Instant Ramen

March 13, 2009

There’s a special time in a parent’s life when you begin teaching your little tots the fine art of life. Like how to wiggle your way out of a ticket or jail time after rear ending a police car or maybe how to play with scissors discreetly.
This morning, it was introducing Nathan to my ol [...]

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Guess who played with scissors?

February 24, 2009

Hmmm…could it be this 5 year old boy named Andrew? Geez, I wonder if anyone will notice that he’s got a freakin’ chunk of his hair missing? Couldya be any more conspicuous? Clearly, I have not done my job as a mother well, teaching you the fine art of covert mischief-making.
Sheesh.
I need to step it [...]

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