Seahawks, Patriots, Katy Perry, and Edamame

We have a friend that goes to the Super Bowl every year. Which leaves her home with the pool and outdoor TV vacant for the weekend. In another “other people’s houses” moment, the residents’ dog sitter set up a viewing party for the folks who didn’t make the trek to Phoenix. I’m told it was a great game. We did get real time updates from Phoenix, sort of like our own personal Twitter feed. I’ll be honest, though… I’m just there for the commercials and food. Continue reading

Friendsgiving

There are some of our neighbors whose families live far away, and so they host a Friendsgiving. The host supplies the turkey, the attendees bring the sides. We weren’t going because we were having family over.  However, as I was preparing for my own family Thanksgiving, I saw a series of cryptic texts come across my phone. No words, just pictures. Photo instructions for the most delicious cashews that you have ever had. Very similar to the series you see below. The next thing I knew, W&M were knocking on my door Continue reading

The Fish House

Last year, while teaching a class in Monterey, I yelped restaurants around my hotel, and it directed me to the very highly rated Monterey’s Fish House. I arrived and there was a line out the door waiting to get in. Each of the parties wanted a table, but being by myself, I opted for a seat at the bar and squeezed my way into this small neighborhood restaurant. This is a little cottage, turned bustling restaurant, where they pour generous glasses of wine and serve simple fresh food, much of it wood grilled. Continue reading

Dinner in España

IMG_2991I opened my fridge the other day and saw a wall of bright, sunny, yellow. My CSA had arrived and it was full of yellow veggies of all shapes and sizes. Yellow tomatoes, yellow peppers, yellow squash, yellow onion, even yellow fleshed potatoes. When faced with such a monochromatic set of circumstances, don’t back away! Embrace it! I decided to make the happiest, sunniest ratatouille you’ve ever seen. I decided to serve it tapas style in my little cast iron sizzle plates. Not only was it pretty, it was even tastier than it looked. Continue reading

Fri-yay Night In

People are sometimes surprised to find out that I’m a bourbon girl. I’m not sure why that’s so surprising, but people seem shocked when I say I like bourbon. It all stems from family holidays together. My grandpa would make Old Fashioned cocktails for all the adults (i.e. not me). I never really even tried them until my grandpa’s memorial service, but the smell always reminded me of the holidays at my grandma & grandpa’s house. Now that I can drink them, I do enjoy them- especially with my brandied cherries.

I love a good Old Fashioned, but Continue reading