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San Francisco synopsis with stockpot and soup

San Francisco synopsis with stockpot and soup

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A week in the Bay Area has come and gone, and I’m back in my long black Neo-esque wool coat, lugging groceries home in the Seattle rain, fin...
On Christmas, crab, and carousing

On Christmas, crab, and carousing

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Membership in my family comes with a crash course in the local food vernacular. There’s no printed thesaurus (yet), but it all makes sense i...
2004 Food Blog Awards

2004 Food Blog Awards

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Very dear readers of Orangette: The year draws to a close with good news. My little blog is one of five finalists for the "Best Food Bl...
Mussels, wine, and an excuse to eat whipped cream

Mussels, wine, and an excuse to eat whipped cream

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Everything I said about her is true, and more. Kate is dreamy, and so are her mussels—so tender! So sweet! So cheap! So full of crabs!It was...
Cubic zirconia

Cubic zirconia

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Oh, the tenacious grumpiness that is mine! Everything is a muted gray, inside and out; nothing bad—just subdued, monochromatic. And it's...
With my own two hands

With my own two hands

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Some nights were made for Jeff Buckley and my stove—many nights, in fact, and especially when the city is draped in a misty, blue-gray cloak...
Il faut cultiver notre jardin

Il faut cultiver notre jardin

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“Pangloss disait quelquefois à Candide: ‘Tous les événements sont enchaînés dans le meilleur des mondes possibles; car enfin, si vous n’avie...
Granola: when darkness looms, or anytime

Granola: when darkness looms, or anytime

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Winter in the Pacific Northwest means dusk at 3:30 in the afternoon, with sunset around 4:15. Six in the evening might as well be midnight. ...
Two years

Two years

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You may have heard me speak of my dad: the man I called “Burg,” the one who took me to Paris for the first time when I was only ten, introdu...
Another excuse to talk biscuits

Another excuse to talk biscuits

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This Thanksgiving, the focus wasn't on the ritual turkey and stuffing; it was on a wedding engagement. After all, my (half-)brother Davi...
Oklahoma: the twins and their shad roe

Oklahoma: the twins and their shad roe

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My entrance was less grand than I’d hoped, but the birthday cake and I made it home intact. It is virtually impossible to fly directly to Ok...
To a cherry-pit spitter on her 58th

To a cherry-pit spitter on her 58th

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Dear reader, today we celebrate the strongest woman I know, a truly swanky dancer, the epitome of poise and slightly goofy sophistication.Ha...
Self-sufficient and not too sour

Self-sufficient and not too sour

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Dear reader, I am a true pioneer woman.Round three of the sourdough experiment—the second go-round with Jack Lang’s method—was pretty damn f...
The good, the very good, and the wonderful

The good, the very good, and the wonderful

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Inspired by Kate—who was inspired by someone else I can’t remember—I present the good, the very good, and the wonderful of the past week, al...
On self-sufficiency and sourdough

On self-sufficiency and sourdough

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Forget the Ann Demeulemeester sex bag and all that snooty France stuff; give me a bull-scrotum bag and the open prairie, land of my birth. F...
Gloom, doom, and biscuits

Gloom, doom, and biscuits

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It has been a very dark week in this land. Much doom, much to be gloomy about. Times like these make me wish my father had kept his Canadian...
On being hungry and (un)adventurous

On being hungry and (un)adventurous

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I do not take well to being hungry, especially when the source of my next meal is unknown. Consider yourself warned. And woe betide those, s...
Humble, nutty, and chez moi: un gateau aux noix

Humble, nutty, and chez moi: un gateau aux noix

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Les Eyzies-de-Tayac is a village nestled under a cliff alongside the Vézère River in the beautiful Dordogne region of southwestern France. T...
Still life with giant sloth and loaf of bread

Still life with giant sloth and loaf of bread

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Every week should begin this way: watching the sun rise over the Cascades from a warm bed next to an enormous window, the wind whistling out...
Friday night: frittata with assorted dances

Friday night: frittata with assorted dances

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It’s a bit after eleven. My apartment smells of frittata; the bed is pristine and pale green with fresh sheets; and my social calendar is re...
Home But Not: Bay Area Long Weekend with Cheese and Strapless Dress, Part II

Home But Not: Bay Area Long Weekend with Cheese and Strapless Dress, Part II

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My weekend in the Bay Area wasn’t entirely about traipsing around without a schedule and sleeping like the dead. I had work to do.My mission...
Home But Not: Bay Area Long Weekend with Cheese and Strapless Dress, Part I

Home But Not: Bay Area Long Weekend with Cheese and Strapless Dress, Part I

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Oh Northern California, I've been unfaithful, but you take me back every time. You meet me at the airport with Laurent Garnier on the st...
“Civilization / it’s all about knives and forks”

“Civilization / it’s all about knives and forks”

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Tuesday night, and I feel selfish and lazy and wonderfully sleepy. I love a quiet night at home like this, eating a simple dinner of peanut ...
Gold stars: a well-trained mother, plus cheese and chocolate

Gold stars: a well-trained mother, plus cheese and chocolate

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A gold-star day, in the words of fashion maven Elizabeth! 1. My mother called at 10:30am, wanting to know if I would wear a crocheted poncho...
When in a jam

When in a jam

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I am a victim of identity theft.I can’t believe this. My poor brain is flogging itself.I won’t go into the details in this loud, echoing, pa...
Like the leaves

Like the leaves

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I have somewhat contradictory fears: I'm afraid of not getting enough sleep and, on the other hand, of sleeping too late. While it seems...
At midweek: (more) chicken, exciting hair, and mishaps with clothing

At midweek: (more) chicken, exciting hair, and mishaps with clothing

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1. I am officially an old pro at roasting chickens. Golden, plump, juicy chickens. I’d say I could do it blindfolded, but there’s no need to...
Windblown and sleepy, with tarte aux quetsches

Windblown and sleepy, with tarte aux quetsches

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This morning’s heavy fog turned the parking lot outside my window into an abstract painting—maybe a Jasper Johns, a soft gray with faint whi...
On not getting killed, learning to be agreeable, and thereby acquiring cupcakes

On not getting killed, learning to be agreeable, and thereby acquiring cupcakes

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I’ve never read Ted Kooser’s poetry, but I love the following excerpt from the September 12 New York Times Magazine:“Q: How did you find out...
Tremendous things: what I’m eating and a mad genius

Tremendous things: what I’m eating and a mad genius

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1. Got home from work very very hungry and went straight for a cold spoonful of saltylicious peanut butter. I'm so all-American.2. Tonig...
A weekend in reverse chronological order

A weekend in reverse chronological order

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1. This morning’s edition of The Writer’s Almanac with Garrison Keillor quite nearly destroyed me. I’m not so interested in the sonnets, but...
FareStart!

FareStart!

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I can't keep it to myself. FareStart is a Seattle nonprofit organization that “transforms lives by empowering homeless and disadvantaged...
Fallafel and gin, by way of an anniversary

Fallafel and gin, by way of an anniversary

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Happy anniversary to a shameless reader of Us Weekly and his significant other! Have a wonderful dinner at Ceiba, Doron, complete with an ex...
26

26

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My little heart thumps with joy. I just love you so much. First, the singers: Mom, your rendition was tasteful and quite lovely, but Katie, ...
26, or almost

26, or almost

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Dear supportive reader, I need not have feared.My near-disaster cake was roundly applauded and went smashingly with Keaton’s Bonny Doon Fram...
In which I find a terrific quote and get very anxious

In which I find a terrific quote and get very anxious

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Diego Luna of Y Tu Mamá También is apparently my male counterpart. This morning I happened to thumb through a copy of Interview in which Lun...
On cheese and frivolity

On cheese and frivolity

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I’ve been shamefully slow to hop on the bandwagon. But I can now declare with great enthusiasm and ample experience that Cowgirl Creamery’s ...
The questions themselves

The questions themselves

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This afternoon I felt still, quiet. Lonely, pretty, like singing. Abstractly emotional, on the edge of something. I think too much. Jeff Buc...
Unionized pre-birthdays

Unionized pre-birthdays

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Mom is lying on the couch, recovering. Eight-course tasting menus at Union are exquisite. If I could do high kicks, I’d compose a cheer for ...
“Sir Bones: is stuffed, / de world, wif feeding girls.”

“Sir Bones: is stuffed, / de world, wif feeding girls.”

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The lamb roast has come and gone.Sunday did not begin well. I had worked until the wee hours of morning on an ill-tempered Parisian flan, a ...
Prelude to a lamb roast, or why it is good to know the Knights

Prelude to a lamb roast, or why it is good to know the Knights

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My leisure sports need work. My pool game is almost as bad as my bowling, which is bad. But, on the upside, I am uncannily good at rolling a...
I took deep breaths

I took deep breaths

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Heavens to Betsy! The carnage was unprecedented! I made strawberry scones!A couple of months back, I went strawberry picking in Carnation wi...
A flurry of fingers and cupped lettuce leaves

A flurry of fingers and cupped lettuce leaves

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I love driving home alone at night. I race west across the lake, Seattle blinking silently before me, its streets wide and burnished-looking...
Prose poem for Paris, inspired by an ugly tart

Prose poem for Paris, inspired by an ugly tart

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Oh Paris, your pastry is perfect. I’ll eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Paris, you kept me up until 3am and made me shy on the phon...
Les mots et les choses

Les mots et les choses

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Words hold such promise. Yesterday morning I received a spam e-mail from someone named Napoleon Mayo. I deleted it right away, of course, bu...
Oh, Seattle

Oh, Seattle

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Seattle, the Ave makes me sad, and you’d better do something about it. It’s the strung-out street kids and their skinny dogs. I suppose the ...
"Sing into my mouth..."

"Sing into my mouth..."

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David Byrne, I may never recover. The muscles of my face ache. The moment you took the stage, I settled into an alternately dreamy-giddy-ecs...
Happily so

Happily so

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1. Julia Child, you taught me how to hard-boil eggs and make soufflés! You give me hope. When I was about eight, I used to do an imitation o...
What a feeling

What a feeling

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The torta di ricotta was a smashing success at Robert’s dinner party last night, if I do say so myself.And I am one lucky girl, because I st...
“I scream the whole way and appear to brace my self in crash position”

“I scream the whole way and appear to brace my self in crash position”

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Oh, dear readers! David Byrne blogs too! Now I can stop feeling sheepish, because blogging must not be as questionable as I thought. In his ...
That's my answer.

That's my answer.

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Much to attend to. It’s apero hour, and I’ve been eating edamame and drinking a chilly gin and tonic with lots of lime.David Byrne, like Nan...
A few of my favorite things, as inspired by the oscillating fan

A few of my favorite things, as inspired by the oscillating fan

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When it is this hot, it can be difficult to use complete sentences. Everything must be short, easy to blurt out between gulps of cold water....
And then the cake came forth

And then the cake came forth

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Sundays are so very nice. My New York Times and I are very cozy on the couch.Last night Kate and I made dinner and watched the boats sail in...
"There is no need for this dream-compelled narration; the rhythm will keep me awake, changing"

"There is no need for this dream-compelled narration; the rhythm will keep me awake, changing"

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It is a sleepy afternoon. I am sleepy. It is sleepy. Last night I dreamt that I was on some sort of a quest--the phrase "vision quest&q...
Before I do the dishes

Before I do the dishes

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Tonight’s dinner for one: --Lamb sausage with fennel seeds, kalamata olives, artichoke hearts, and feta, seared all nice and golden and shin...
"Chicken; pastry; cream; cucumber..."

"Chicken; pastry; cream; cucumber..."

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I stabbed my big toe tonight on the steel blade for the Cuisinart. It’s really not so complicated as it sounds, or else I would explain. The...
Free range

Free range

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Just walked down to Scarecrow Video to return discs 1 and 2 of Six Feet Under and pick up discs 3 and 4. Am so excited. Think I'll try t...
"saying, what other amazements / lie in the dark seed of the earth, yes"

"saying, what other amazements / lie in the dark seed of the earth, yes"

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A resolution on writing: I’m trying to remember that feeling exactly, that feeling I had after leaving the Nan Goldin show at Galerie Yvon L...
Slow-roasting

Slow-roasting

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Goodness, my apartment is hot. It's not even that horrible outside on this sunny Seattle evening, but the kitchen is a blazing inferno. ...
Lovely

Lovely

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Lovely is my new favorite adjective, so benign and sweet and faux-British. And so, lovely things on Saturday, July 31: -Four heads of baby l...
I've been taking notes

I've been taking notes

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I've just gotten home from dinner with the always-smashing, nothing-but-dashing Keaton. We started with Lillet at the Alibi Room, where ...
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