Friday, June 30, 2006

Austin photos

To whet your appetite. More commentary shortly.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Everything Is Bigger In Texas

Like the chicken-fried-chicken I had on Wednesday that was bigger than my head. Or the plate of migas and glass of horchata I had this morning that I could barely dent, having eaten the better part of four tamales and rice and beans and chips and an avocado margarita the night before.

We're in Austin. I'm writing from here. Since I am a grocery store nerd, I am off to the flagship Whole Foods to poke around (having already explored the wonders of Fiesta and Central Market on previous visits). We return Monday and I'll post eats and photos then. In the meantime, relax and enjoy a Shiner Bock this weekend.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

We Are Not Practicing 'Controlled Eating'

This was our Sunday.

Breakfast: Dutch Baby

Lunch: went on a hike, fortunately, because look what happened

Dinner: Einbecker Urbock Dunkel, two Wiener Wurst and two Nurnberger Wurst, and a plate of Kartoffelsalat mit large amounts of bacon at the Old Heidelberg Beer Garden
Then: a sausage, roasted garlic, and spinach pizza at Carminuccio's in Newtown
THEN: one scoop Cashews & Cream, one scoop Rich Chocolate ice cream with hot fudge and whipped cream at Dr. Mike's in Bethel.

I am going to start fasting tomorrow in anticipation of our Austin trip. Texas BBQ Triangle, here we come!

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Deviled in a White Dress

Marry me instead, Orangette. Our entire wedding reception will consist of nothing but endless varieties of deviled eggs.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

This I Believe

Anytime Jason Sheehan wants to get a congregation together, I'm there.

Friday, June 02, 2006

Porch Produce

Today, Andy and I breakfasted on the first strawberry to ripen in its little container on the porch. It was so red and juicy that it stained the cutting board. Andy pronounced it "more tart than sweet" and I retorted that "that is the way real strawberries taste." Disagreement over how "real" strawberries taste ensued. Nevertheless, it was delicious on my cereal. Also ready to pick are two ripe pea pods. What should we do with them? A tiny soba noodle dish with one perfect pea pod on top? Maybe with all of these little harvests, I can pretend I am Thomas Keller and insist that one perfect, tiny vegetable is a better meal than a filling dish of something lesser. Come on over for dinner, folks! In a couple of weeks, you might be lucky and get a single organic tomato with your lone organic pea. A study in minimalism and self-sufficiency!