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Bok choy and radish slaw with shallot ginger dressing
It’s summer and the hours are dripping by. On the one hand, I love this. Late mornings. Kids in jammies. Spontaneous park dates. Gardening after nine in the evening. On the other hand, my own projects...
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Creamy garden greens
This week I grabbed two giant bunches of kale grown by Sunbreak Farm from a shelf in the produce aisle. A little further down I found a bin full of snow peas from the same grower. I snatched those up...
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Creamy celery soup
Dust flies everywhere when I mow the lawn. It does, at least, when it hasn’t rained for a month and I give in to the convenience of ridding the lawn of dandelion seedpods by taking the mower for one...
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Garlic and tomato soup
When I realized I left my drawstring bag filled with garlic somewhere at the market on Saturday, my puffy little dream of making homemade pitas with roasted garlic deflated. When our daughter woke up...
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Roasted golden carrots with ginger, lime and shallots
You’re humming along by now, I’m sure. You’ve been up for hours, prepping. So have I. This year we’re at my mom’s house for the Thanksgiving meal. The kitchen, that will soon be filled with smells so...
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Two-kale salad with roasted turnips and acorn squash vinaigrette
I emptied two bookshelves in the kitchen this weekend, wiped them down and relocated the tea mugs. The two shelves – which carried space for new cookbooks only if I situated them horizontally along the...
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Blanched collards with cilantro and Jaspée de Vendée squash
Last night I was sitting on a concrete floor, getting a kiss from a big sweetie of a dog. My husband called the pup over while I sat in the chair, listening to a shelter volunteer read bits of the...
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On pause
This week my friend Pat sent me a birthday gift (I love it when my birthday goes on and on like that). The box was stout and heavy and wrapped in black and red paper. Inside I found a real mortar and...
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Whidbey Island
The stretch of beach outside the cottage was piled with driftwood logs, and strewn with narrow bands of pebbles, broken purple clam shells, and thin black strands of seaweed. My daughter and I were...
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It’s how you go about it
This is the third of three posts required of food bloggers who attended the 2014 IFBC conference in exchange for a lowered conference fee. I determine the content and receive no compensation or gifts...
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