Another few words about chico…and pictures!

Husband has rescued one of the two pots that got chewing gummed in the previous blog about using chico fruit. I found the chico pix and am mounting  a couple so you can see it. Since the latex release didn’t happen when I used the fresh fruit, only fruit that...

Not just for chewing gum anymore

Somehow, I’ve been roped into doing a cooking demo at Whole Foods Kailua in August (date pending) featuring tropical fruit. My good friend Ken Love is in charge of a project to encourage grocery stores to stock some of the more exotic tropical fruit that’s now being...

You don’t know bananas about it

God was thinking the day He made the banana. To me, it’s the perfect fruit: no seed, peeling is easy, you don’t even need a knife, they’re sweet without being cloying and you can find them everywhere. You ever met anyone who objects to banana? I lost...

Wahoo and Palm: The return of the can

Canned goods have never played much of a place in my pantry since I began a love affair with  “gourmet cooking,”  in the ’70s. “Exotics,” yes — sardines, smoked oysters, Red Devil liver paste, water chestnuts until I discovered fresh ones...

When live gives you lemons, make shogayaki

When life gives you lemons, throw ’em at somebody. That’s kinda how I’m feeling right now. Or maybe, when life gives you lemons, let somebody else make you lemonade. And serve it to you. So cold it’s sweating. Preferably alongside the pool at a...

Happy, happy, joy, joy.

Hurray! No pictures agian, kala mai, but just to let you know that last night, Friday, a book I edited (and, believe me, the one-word title editor doesn’t cover it; cat herdeer would be much more accurate), won the cookbook diviion of the Hawaii Publishers...