Nihon no Yoru (Night in Japan)

I wish I could show you the meal I made tonight when my husband’s new BFF and his wife came to dinner. But, well, we did it again: ate before shooting. Ex cept for one dish, the onigiri (musubi rice balls) above. For some reason—I rarely cook Asian food—I went...

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...

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...

I know it’s there, I just know it

I had a cleaning lady once who was a bit ADD. Well, a lot ADD. She alphabetized my spice cabinet. Then taped an inventory of the spices in my collection to the door of the cupboard. I loved that woman. Now I’m back to the usual chaos in the cupboard, freezer and...