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Warm Asparagus Soup with basil + a hand-rolled Goat Cheese and Basil Wedge; Basil Pesto for dipping assorted vegetables and roasted potatoes. Thank you to my cat sitting client Sue for tipping me in basil leaves!
</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2010/09/basil-inspired-feast-to-remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/TKFlSeyzRRI/AAAAAAAAC_I/dZVXO9xBm-I/s72-c/BasilFeastSept272010.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-2596508557201070343</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 22:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-06T15:43:57.297-06:00</atom:updated><title>Julep Update: Seeds to be Replanted</title><atom:summary>Sadly, the above basil sprout dried to a crisp and withered away a few weeks ago, and my planters remain dry and empty. I was remiss at watering my seedlings enough, and the big, romantic thunderstorms of last summer have yet to arrive and routinely drench my herbs.

I aim to plant more basil seeds soon. And whether it's homegrown or store-bought, I do declare there will be fresh pesto made in my</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/06/julep-update-seeds-to-be-replanted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/Sjgg4y5h2uI/AAAAAAAABJM/8MiLyIP-t1c/s72-c/IMG_1908.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-842219102069811786</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 02:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T10:43:39.605-05:00</atom:updated><title>Julep Update: Seeds Planted</title><atom:summary>Today I planted the first porch seeds of the year. This season I have one planter of basil, and another of spearmint. I'm keeping it simpler than last year, and also planted much earlier.This year I used better soil; have a new, more sprinkly and gentle watering can; and know how to fight bug fungus should it again attack my herbs.I'm looking forward to making pesto from my basil, Cuisanarting </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/03/julep-update-seeds-planted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SceuFnglRqI/AAAAAAAAA-s/306x-eHc7n4/s72-c/IMG_1891.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-2506237990928151039</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T09:58:37.513-05:00</atom:updated><title>February Food Porn</title><atom:summary>Photos of and recipes for my recent culinary 'conquests.'Bad table manners during dinner at Cochon, which is owned by two of New Orleans' top chefs, Donald Link and Susan Spicer. On a double date, Jon and I feasted on roasted oysters that taste like liquid gold, cucumbers that had just the right amount of vinegar and mint, and a smorgasbord of pork delicacies. I'm often inspired by my food </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-food-porn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SZgkj-OEfII/AAAAAAAAAxw/BRtJUj_z8w0/s72-c/BadManners.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-6363264206023223721</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 11:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T07:01:47.372-05:00</atom:updated><title>Recipe: Spaghetti Spice Sauce</title><atom:summary>Per my February Food Porn post, the link to Gourmet's Spaghetti Spice Sauce recipe is here.I like to slice (not dice) the Kalamata olives into threes so that there’s more to go around, and you can actually use any tomato sauce, canned tomatoes, or pre-made spaghetti sauce you like.I often add diced yellow onion to make it chunkier. I recently tried a new pasta, VitaSpelt Whole Grain Angel Hair, </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/recipe-spaghetti-spice-sauce.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SZrJ_oDTs_I/AAAAAAAAAyo/gcdPYfj9H7Q/s72-c/Whoops.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-6012213154790671805</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T00:26:58.901-05:00</atom:updated><title>Recipe: Cauliflower Puree</title><atom:summary>Oddly, this recipe comes from my Cuisanart manual's recipe section. As mentioned in my February Food Porn post, the pureed cauliflower truly tastes just as good as mashed potatoes and has less carbs. You could vary it using  goat cheese instead of butter, and raw or sauteed shallots instead of garlic.Note: This recipe requires a food processor and makes approximately six servings.Ingredients1 </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/recipe-cauliflower-puree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SZjDrYJJvdI/AAAAAAAAAx4/X63vS1SA0i0/s72-c/CauliflowerMashed.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-7260330433768340513</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 09:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T00:27:18.498-05:00</atom:updated><title>Beet Soup, Just like the Picture!</title><atom:summary>My beet soup looks just like the picture in Bon Appetit, oui?</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/beet-soup-just-like-picture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SZrKeYPOSaI/AAAAAAAAAy4/rzCtDiR_2VU/s72-c/JustLikethePicture1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-6032645646501482213</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T06:45:15.387-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kitchenware</title><atom:summary>Over the weekend, Jon and I returned a Pottery Barn lamp I'd bought online with the last of our wedding-related credits (the blue lamp base was not the same in person as it was in the catalog, which is silly since it was a non-store product!). We decided to use the credit at Williams-Sonoma to buy some fun stuff instead.Note: My idea of fun stuff is different from what it used to be (a $50 meal </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitchenware.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SYbmeLyeFyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/V9cLIQZrS-g/s72-c/IMG_1752.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-1179514149848799121</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 02:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-27T11:33:51.957-06:00</atom:updated><title>Obamarama</title><atom:summary>To celebrate President Barack Obama's inauguration, Jon and I threw a party in his honor, replete with many of his favorite foods. We relied on the blog ObamaFoodORama, and some serious Google research, to come up with the following menu.-Obama's family chili recipe (link to the recipe here), which was very tasty. I'd definitely make it again.-His supposed favorite snacks, Planter's Trail Mix and</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/obamarama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SX3NDSCjUfI/AAAAAAAAAtA/AXv93qjIeGk/s72-c/IMG_1723.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-7651236493401807162</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 02:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-27T11:50:44.333-06:00</atom:updated><title>Obama Family Chili Recipe</title><atom:summary>I forgot to take a picture until the very end. Guess everyone liked it!I tripled the following Obama Family Chili Recipe for our Inauguration Party and made it with ground turkey meat. Due to time constraints, I used canned tomatoes. I chose not to purchase oregano or ground basil, served the chili with non-fat, pre-grated cheddar cheese and skipped the rice. The recipe doesn't include timing </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-family-chili-recipe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SX0rPqKayNI/AAAAAAAAAsg/12rG2lNxvXo/s72-c/Rama%27sChili.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-3542743585761065885</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-26T08:57:19.932-06:00</atom:updated><title>Make Your Own Salad Roll</title><atom:summary>"We can't allow any idle hands," President Barack Obama has been quoted as saying, which is why there was a make-your-own-salad-roll bar at our Inauguration Party. The prep is a lot of work, so my hands were definitely not idle that day!Salad rolls are a fun way to shake up a regular bowl of lettuce, especially if you eat salad all the time and are bored by the same ole-same ole. They're also </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-your-own-salad-roll.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SX0yhdlyOrI/AAAAAAAAAsw/KxKTceXODWQ/s72-c/MakeYourOwnSalad.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-1875489407250608523</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 07:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-11T15:52:35.517-06:00</atom:updated><title>Rock of Pie</title><atom:summary>Jennifer: "What is this?" Chew, chew, chew, smell, glare, sigh,take a big swig of red wine, chew, grumble.Jon: "Not pizza." Swallow, swallow, swallow, flip the channel to check the basketball score, growl, swallow, sigh.Jennifer: "Do you think Bret Michaels has any hair under that bandanna?"</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-of-pie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SWoVL7iAOoI/AAAAAAAAArg/OYej2cf-gG0/s72-c/nyc0044.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-4213725068835067926</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-10T21:38:38.683-06:00</atom:updated><title>Auld Lang Syne, Southern Style</title><atom:summary>Apparently, according to Wikipedia, this year I made Skippin' Jenny instead of Hoppin' John, since I cooked the traditional Southern New Year's Day dish on January 2nd instead of the 1st. Incidentally, collard greens are still called collards no matter what day of the year you make 'em.Whether you call them Jenny or John, the combination of black-eyed peas, celery, onion and green pepper simmered</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/auld-lang-syne-southern-style.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SWSlcwp5p6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/zrwpRgqi7Eg/s72-c/HopTable.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-8037498080009660949</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-23T00:00:26.639-06:00</atom:updated><title>8 of the Best Slices I Consumed in 2008</title><atom:summary>(A traditional King Cake in all its sprinkled, iced glory.)1. My last meal as  a New Yorker: As the terrific friends who I met and grew with during my years in New York came in from the January cold to John's Pizzeria, my favorite pizza shop, the waiter continued to add extra chairs to our table. Though many goodbyes were said that night, amidst the bittersweetness a happy discovery was made, and</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/8-of-best-slices-i-consumed-in-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i22/fatman112006/Mardi%20Gras/th_kingCake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-2642628663444579188</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 12:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T16:37:42.892-06:00</atom:updated><title>Recipe: Greek-Baked Shrimp</title><atom:summary>One of my favorite meals of the year. Please go to this link for the recipe, but read below for my input.~Prior to making this recipe, I'd rarely cooked shrimp. I have no problem seeing or tasting any kind of food in a restaurant, but with meat, fish, and especially shellfish, which I love so much, I've previously been scared I'd do something wrong and turn myself off it, like I did with </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/recipe-greek-baked-shrimp.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-4532024926290004391</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T16:33:52.434-06:00</atom:updated><title>#27</title><atom:summary>I submitted this entry to one of my favorite food blogs, Not Eating Out in New York, which was seeking a 27th reason for why "not to eat out in New York." Another was chosen, so I thought I'd share mine here:During the eight years I lived in New York, my fridge was a vessel for a few condiments, a Brita pitcher, some Whole Foods containers, and vodka. I didn't even keep milk for coffee. I could </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-truth-i-prefer-to-continue-to-buy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-2947631577391149596</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:06:26.535-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Last of the Thanksgiving Turkey</title><atom:summary>This year Whole Foods made a happy mistake and gave us double the amount of turkey breast we ordered for our Faux Thanksgiving. After turning it into lunch sandwiches and a curried turkey casserole dinner, I froze the rest until today.Then I baked it a little more, trimmed and chopped it, and made a Pink Lady apple, mayonnaise, spicy mustard, and salt and pepper turkey salad.Soon as the turkey </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-of-thanksgiving-turkey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/ST_LmxSiPYI/AAAAAAAAAjk/H7Fe98zZed8/s72-c/IMG_1666.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-7243868152638151404</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T06:52:59.658-06:00</atom:updated><title>These Are The Things That Make Me Happy Now</title><atom:summary>Voila, more kitchen space!</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-things-that-make-me-happy-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/STkj9y4e6cI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Xj3Fo0MwQyo/s72-c/IMG_1660.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-4721942830960726231</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T06:50:41.985-06:00</atom:updated><title>A New Kind of Comfort Food</title><atom:summary>When I lived in New York and was overcome by a particular food craving, I knew exactly how to fill it. Chocolate: Black sesame crusted mochi wrapper filled with hot liquid Callebaut chocolate at Rickshaw Dumpling Bar; Pizza: John's on Bleecker -- no toppings necessary, or the braised lamb and roasted lemon pizza at Waldy's; Skirt Steak: Jane; Indian Street Food: Bread; Comfort Food: Mama's Food </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-kind-of-comfort-food.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/STafNcemv9I/AAAAAAAAAY8/rAVS6puQsn0/s72-c/Innards.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-8900887982413173008</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 07:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T13:16:52.439-06:00</atom:updated><title>Two Thanksgivings</title><atom:summary>Thanksgiving came early this year. My in-laws visited the weekend before, and we celebrated a Faux Thanksgiving. Whole Foods provided the turkey; brussels (I fell in love with them years ago thanks to WF due to the way they roast and almost burn them); rolls; sweet and mashed potatoes; gravy, cranberry sauce with citrus; cherry pie with vanilla bean ice cream; red wine; and prosecco that I added </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-came-early-this-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SSmWIaLXANI/AAAAAAAAAXs/OLCOREE11sM/s72-c/FauxThanks2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-5544962411958680099</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T00:50:58.529-06:00</atom:updated><title>Back in the Kitchen</title><atom:summary>As I continue to heal, I've begun to regain my "kitchen legs." Less than a year ago, when my fridge only had condiments and take-out, I never imagined I'd say this, but I actually love to cook. It's helping me regain my confidence, creativity, and focus, as well as comforting me.Over the last couple of weeks, I was visited by Alesa and Nicky, two of my very best, dear, energetic, kitchen-savvy </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-kitchen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-7854524172604055439</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T07:02:28.771-06:00</atom:updated><title>More Than Just "Some Pig" With "Cheese in the Eye"</title><atom:summary>As I ease back into living in New Orleans, and life itself, I am equally joyful and hopeful; hungry for new experiences; happy for the fall sun that cinematically shines through our kitchen and hall windows; delighted to again be able do simple things like sit on the floor and scrub until the front of the oven is free of grime; and look forward to one day soon, when I can finally unpack my books,</atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-pig.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SQ4oojJhApI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9P0kbvqoTsE/s72-c/IMG_1374.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-8743052909515792999</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T23:50:56.054-05:00</atom:updated><title>Food to Look Forward To</title><atom:summary>It's late and I'm a tad hungry, so I had a few slices of pre-bed sharp cheddar cheese (it's one of the items on the oft-published list of things that are "OK" to eat if you're hungry before bed). Maybe a list of meals I'm looking forward to in the next month will also help quiet my noisy stomach. Or, it may lead to the need for more cheese...-Tomorrow morning, I'll wake up with my revered </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-to-look-forward-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SQVee4Jl5JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Z1-HXGv9d-Q/s72-c/Oyster.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-2397078257902041933</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T23:28:58.792-05:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Basil</title><atom:summary>Each year during the month of May, I visit a garden or plant something, like cat grass or flowers, in memory of my Mom, Eve, who died of breast cancer in 1994. Both her birthday, which sometimes falls on Mother's Day, and the anniversary of her death, are in May. Depending on the year, and how softly the late spring breezes blow, this cluster of important days can be a blessing or a curse; a </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-basil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SNIQnyA_3DI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kkmQPyniuWU/s72-c/7July3.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10586376.post-3345419101139720459</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 14:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-29T23:56:07.386-05:00</atom:updated><title>Powdered Courage</title><atom:summary>One recent morning, I went to Cafe Du Monde for a classic New Orleans breakfast of cafe au lait and beignets.It was barely 7 a.m. when I arrived, and the outside tables had yet to be put out. I sat inside and watched the waitresses bring tray upon tray of warm beignets and steaming coffee to the other customers. I hadn't had a beignet since before I moved to New Orleans, and the heavily powdered </atom:summary><link>http://slicesofme.blogspot.com/2008/08/powdered-courage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer Coleman)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EH2ioILgkp4/SJt681XuIsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MAAoSWDaFVc/s72-c/Feast.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

