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…making lox…

There are, quite rightfully so, unwritten rules to life. One of them is about traveling. While making Lox has little to do about traveling, it is in the same vein of reasoning… Recently, I re-visited Italy, France and some Germanic regions that lie between (Austria, Munich, and Switzerland). Only on the second trip did I … Continue reading

…cookbooks…

I am working, yet again, on a cookbook. It has been a great thing to be doing, and certainly with the person I am doing it with, as they are someone who lives with and meets deadlines. There is no screwing around with this one, and as a result I am actually progressing towards a … Continue reading

…cathecting upon cassoulet…

I am always, in the back of my mind, pondering things such as cassoulet. I ponder about cassoulet for reasons other than eating it; it is a small journey, as all good cooking should be, taken in the kitchen with things you make and collect over the course of weeks and months leading up to … Continue reading

…wine cured bacon…

I am sometimes in need to totally withdraw from life as I know it. I’ve found that over the years people do not quite get this or understand what it means or why I need it. Maybe it is a character flaw – or maybe it is a flaw in people who don’t understand it. … Continue reading

…the art of delusional thinking…

I am always amazed when people comment about how I am, seemingly, ‘good’ or adept at doing a particular thing – even things I don’t necessarily enjoy. Implying that I seem to have some innate talent or that I make things look easy. It makes me laugh a bit, because deep down, I know, I … Continue reading

…something handy…

…a novel knot…

Something that popped into my head when I was waking up – or maybe it was what woke me up… It even works…

…beer goggles…

Sketches from ‘PROST’, in west Seattle….

…the face of creativity…

It’s never a good for me to look at some things for too long, or to be influenced by too much, or maybe it’s just not good to think about them at all. I think life would be much simpler if I could turn my brain off for a while. Better yet – I’d just … Continue reading

…rillettes…

Always, I am playing with things. At certain moments, I am inspired. Often it comes in the obscure form of someone who remarks that they’re looking for something to do with leftover bacon fat, enquiring whether or not it would be good for confit. “Of course it would”, I say. But even better, I think … Continue reading