|"Deconstructed" carrot cake at Therapy - the dessert I wish to marry - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
Monday, August 3, 2015
It had been too long since I'd had a proper adventure, and what other place is fit for adventuring than Sin City itself, Las Vegas? The last time I was there, I made it a point to Skip the Strip (Aug 2013 post), and I continue this very satisfying pattern of avoiding the bright lights, big city, celeb-chef-land of trendy restaurants and frankly everything imported, but nothing truly local. I've spent many years enjoying that part of the city, and it will always draw crowds and endless fascination. And pools that catch on fire. Yes, I was in town during the Cosmopolitan Cabana Party From Hell, but only heard about it via Facebook and personal texts asking if I could see the smoke. I had no idea what the hell anyone was talking about. What could possibly be more exciting than a mother-effin' pool on mother-effin' FIRE? This latest jaunt to Vegas, Downtown-Local Style and lovin' it!
Monday, July 20, 2015
I don't know about you, but Summer Lovin's got me lazy as hell. The heat doesn't help inspire energy, but even when the blessed mild summer days (and by mild, I mean mid 70's -- anything beyond that, and we all turn into big PNW crybabies, myself being the crybabiest of the crybabies.) I'm still keeping up with our weekly produce delivery, as well as our happily flourishing herb garden in the backyard. So the menu this summer has been fresh stuff, grilled stuff and anything you can enjoy while sitting outside.
|Summer pizza? Why not, especially when you've got fresh herbs aplenty - Photo by Wasabi Prime|
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
I know, it's funny, right? I saw this magnificently hilarious meme make the rounds on Twitter after Paula Deen's latest public snafu, or Brownfacegate, as I'd like to call it. I thought, Oooh, BURN -- what a perfect Interweb-ready image to represent Deen's firing of a social media manager after Tweeting an inappropriate photo! It perfectly illustrates Deen's lighting a bag of poop on fire on someone's doorstep and then running away. Well done, Interwebs. Pat yourselves on the Hive Mind back and settle into the smug feeling that the big bad Buttered Bigot (I so love you for this, K, aka @NinjaHarlot), has been chased back into her cave by the pitchfork-wielding villagers. I thought this. I Tweeted and Facebooked this. And then I thought again, realizing OH CRAP -- I totally missed the point (as have a lot of people), and Food Network and everyone else who silently allowed The Image Who Shall Not Be Named publicly air in 2011 have already won. The monster has been chased away, but the mad scientists remain.
|Just type in "Paula Deen Riding a Cat" into Google and let the amusement begin. Trust me.|
Monday, July 6, 2015
Summer in the Northwest isn't all backyard barbecues and camping trips, we can shirk our Birkenstocks for a lovely sit-down dinner that takes advantage of the precious growing season that gives this region such a noteworthy culinary reputation. I had the pleasure of previewing a new dining space at Salish Lodge and Spa, their freshly-minted Chef's Studio, that offers a unique, hands-on approach to eating and drinking locally.
|Setting the table for an edible show at Salish Lodge's Chef Studio - Photo by Wasabi Prime|