tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40344164335154940842026-09-06T22:29:36.682-07:00Wasabi PrimeFood, Culture, and Whatever Else Fits on the Plate.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.comBlogger519125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-86993280389893496442015-11-30T00:00:00.000-08:002015-11-30T00:00:01.054-08:00UnRecipe: I LOVE FUNGUSSeriously, I do. The fungal sponge-y growth that someone, somewhere, some time ago, thought it would be okay to eat, is one of my favorite ingredients. Especially the wild varieties, like oyster, chanterelle, lobster -- all the names that don't evoke the idea of mushroom. They're fun ingredients to work with, and while each type of mushroom has its own level of earthy flavor, it's never so Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-64779971385011824912015-11-23T00:00:00.000-08:002015-11-23T00:00:04.353-08:00Mixed Plate: Summer's Last Rites and Just Letting Life HappenEr...mah....gurd. Yes, I'm alive. And yes, I realize it's been freakin' FOREVER since I posted. Well, almost two months. I took an unscheduled break from blogging because of work and a much-needed vacation. But I'm back! Well, at least for this post. I admit, it's been nice to just enjoy life, live in the moment, and not concern myself with photographing and taking notes on every. little. detail.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-71452404434726693662015-09-07T00:00:00.000-07:002015-09-07T00:00:06.084-07:00OMG a Recipe: Adventures in Backyard CampingThere's camping. There's Glamping. And now there's Backyard Camping, or what some may consider Misanthropic Glamping. We offered up our backyard over a month ago to a friend who wanted her little brother's first camping trip to be as worry-free as possible. With easy access to bathrooms and an XBox. Because... really, Nature's not all it's cracked up to be when fancy yogurt parfaits are in play. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-380046097450036482015-08-31T00:00:00.000-07:002015-08-31T00:00:04.903-07:00UnRecipe: Put 'Em On the Grill!Yes, this latest post title is inspired by 90's classic, Sir Mix's "Put 'Em on the Glass," but of course this is far less boobtastic and way less sexist. Rant = Over. This sometimes joyous, sometimes way-too-flippin'-hot summer is a constant challenge when it comes to meal prep. While I admit to eating salads nearly every day, not everything can be eaten raw. Scratch that -- not everything can beAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-12265513763317031902015-08-17T00:00:00.000-07:002015-08-17T00:00:10.661-07:00OMG a Recipe: Summer-Greens... Make Me Feel Fiiiine....I must be crazy from the heat, giving all the post titles musical themes. I blame you, Blazing Orb of Fire in the Sky. I BLAME YOU.
When I'm not completely losing my shiznit over how hot it gets, I put my braincells to work, trying to make meals that take advantage of the abundance of garden greens. And note, none of these are salads!
Carrot "bolognese" with spaghetti. And yes, kale. - Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-72000712850635223092015-08-03T00:00:00.000-07:002015-08-03T08:51:46.741-07:00FoodTrek: From Vegas to Seattle - To There and Back AgainIt 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 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-34286950890540641762015-07-20T00:00:00.000-07:002015-07-20T00:00:14.676-07:00UnRecipe: Summertiiiiiiime.... and the Livin's Easy....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 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-66608188128379470552015-07-08T09:43:00.002-07:002015-07-08T11:01:09.283-07:00Mixed Plate: Public Shame Shell Game and Frankenstein's MonsterI 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 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-25169584109181060252015-07-06T00:00:00.000-07:002015-07-06T00:00:08.234-07:00FoodTrek: Edible Artistry at Salish Lodge's Chef's StudioSummer 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 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-61738778278137595412015-06-22T00:00:00.000-07:002015-06-22T00:00:06.818-07:00OMG a Recipe: Konquering KiwiFood Confessional: I'm just not that into kiwi anymore. It's important to say "anymore," because as a kid, I LOVED kiwi. The first time I had it, I felt so proud of myself for eating something so strange and exotic, and really enjoying the tart/sweet fruit with its edible fuzzy skin and inner ring of crunchy seeds. But these days....? Meh. If it's already in a dish, I'm happy to eat it, but I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-33690816888334020002015-06-15T00:00:00.001-07:002015-06-15T00:00:08.692-07:00OMG a Recipe: Cookin' Liver With Hannibal LecterCooking With Hannibal Lecter. Don't be scared, no humans were harmed in the making of this post, I swear. I'm clearly in a television mood, what with the Game of Thrones-themed post from last week and now this. Liver. Doesn't exactly inspire the foodgasm of gooey mac n' cheese, or crispy slices of bacon. I mean, come on, it's a filter organ whose flavor is often described as mineral-y, almost Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-49399384320790177582015-06-01T00:00:00.001-07:002015-06-01T20:35:35.061-07:00Mixed Plate: Vino Morghulis - Wine Tasting in WesterosSPOILER ALERT: a whole lotta folks die on the HBO series Game of Thrones. Glad we got that out of the way. But let us raise a glass, like the great Lannister Queen Cersei does (frequently), and honor those who have departed in typical Westeros style: bloody, violent, with a look of mortal terror on what's left of one's visage. What better way to honor the Old Gods and the New than a blind tastingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-2488039395206816752015-05-18T00:00:00.000-07:002015-05-19T12:36:46.818-07:00OMG a Recipe: Happy Hour at Home and Bringing WineSpritzersBack*Cue JT, boogieing across the screen, doing some kind of The Robot-type dance move* "I'm bringin' WineSpritzersBack... Them other drinks just don't know how to act..." Okay, so maybe Justin Timberlake didn't show up to my sunny patio happy hour, but let's be honest, with this great weather and perfect setting, HE TOTALLY WOULD HAVE. With summertime practically here (Hello, Memorial Day weekend!),Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-58418538123796132342015-05-11T00:00:00.000-07:002015-05-11T00:00:06.424-07:00UnRecipe: Meatloaf is the New Ham (p.s. this title makes no damn sense)My return to blogging after a short birthday/new dog break is, of course, nonsensical. As it should be. About as nonsensical as a freakin' hailstorm in May. We had one of those last week, and I was bundled up in two layers of sweats and freezing my buns off. Which makes something as cozy as meatloaf and roasted root veggies so fitting. Even though it's nearly Memorial Day weekend.
Meatloaf Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-72920659761040429742015-05-04T00:00:00.000-07:002015-05-04T00:00:03.231-07:00Mixed Plate: Introducing.... DOG!So... indulge me yet ANOTHER week of short, non-food related posts. It's a really good excuse, I swear. We've gained a new addition to the family -- I'm happy to announce the arrival of BK, aka Bua Kao (white lotus in Thai), aka Beeks as we sometimes call her, and I'm a bit preoccupied with getting this baby girl settled in. She's had a long, storied life for her short three-plus years on this Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-2337700423235918112015-04-27T00:00:00.000-07:002015-04-27T00:00:10.570-07:00Mixed Plate: HBD.... to ME!Another year down and while I am older... I wouldn't necessarily say I'm any more wise. But I'm smart enough to say, dammit, I'm giving myself a Birthday Blog Holiday. I'm gonna eat cake. Maybe not this cake, because it's already long gone, but a sweet pastry of some sort. And I'm gonna just chill out. My day of birth was over the weekend, nuttin' special, but whatever, I'm celebrating it all Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-1077988487814790972015-04-20T00:00:00.000-07:002015-04-20T13:15:25.939-07:00OMG a Recipe: Makin' Drunk Whoopie (and other delights)Makin' drunk whoopie PIES, that is. Get your mind out of the gutter and into the trash with the rest of us! Inspired by booze-infused baked goods, I thought I'd share some recent baking shenanigans. While this features a gluten-rich chocolate whoopie pie adapted recipe, I'm also including a gluten-free chocolate cake recipe that you could make some decent whoopie with. So let's get it on -- startAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-12240788868005510112015-04-13T00:00:00.000-07:002015-04-13T00:00:12.087-07:00UnRecipe: An Egg-splosion of Flavor!Don't give me that look of, "...but Easter was, like, FOREVER ago." You still have more than a few brightly-hued hard-boiled eggs sitting in your fridge, staring at you, begging you for a Special Purpose. Begone, glazed-over stares into the fridge! I present to you the BEA Sandwich. (Bacon Egg Avocado). *Boom* (that's me, dropping the mike on the stage and walking away)
Beautiful eggs that I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-14697214565689876672015-04-06T00:00:00.000-07:002015-04-06T07:06:23.842-07:00UnRecipe: Ingredient Obsession - Red Pepper Power (Powder)"RAAAAAAAWKS-aaaaaaannnne..... you don't have to put on the red light... " That is, unless you're putting on the red pepper powder. On everything. To be filed under "random purchase at the Asian grocer," I bought a large container of Korean red pepper/kimchee (kimchi) powder, aka, gochugaru. While I haven't made a single batch of fermented cabbage buried in a clay pot in the ground, I have been Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-3399588763358382852015-03-30T00:00:00.000-07:002015-03-30T00:00:02.228-07:00OMG a Recipe: This Drink Will Go Straight to Your Rosehips"So, I was browsing the Armenian market, and came across a whole bag of rosehips for $2...." said no one, EVAR. Well, except me. At the risk of sounding like a painfully insufferable hipster, I really was browsing a little Armenian deli/market in Bellevue -- Old Country Bakery, if you want to check it out -- and whenever I'm in a unique grocer, I make it a point to pick up at least one thing thatAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-73964500500452586282015-03-23T00:00:00.000-07:002015-03-23T07:05:02.388-07:00UnRecipe: Brock's Burgers and a Valentine's Day ReduxI know, it's not Valentine's Day. It's not even February anymore! But I don't care, I felt the need to share a post that perfectly illustrates how food and daily life are perfectly entwined, and that the date shouldn't matter -- we shouldn't require excuses to have special meals. What we eat isn't just fuel, it's a way of expressing our appreciation for others when we dine on something special orAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-22284959006211344932015-03-02T00:00:00.000-08:002015-03-02T00:00:07.106-08:00FoodTrek: Delightful Annual Food Coma at SWFEPardon the lateness of this report on this year's Seattle Wine and Food Experience (SWFE), but I felt like I was still digesting all of the deliciousness a full week after it had happened. What an adventure for the tastebuds this event is! I had the benefit of attending with a small group of friends which I'll say is the best way to explore a day-long food/wine festival. Not just for the social Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-23637902273227168092015-02-23T00:00:00.000-08:002015-02-23T08:33:02.844-08:00OMG a Recipe: Embracing Feast Mode and Eating One's FeelingsSo I think I can finally talk about The Incident, that fateful Sunday in the Year of Our Lord, 2015, on the Sunday of Superb Owl, when the beloved Seattle Seahawks played so valiantly... and lost. It still hurts to think about that afternoon. Not like arm-caught-in-a-combine hurt, but a mild, wincing pain nonetheless. I had prepared all this special food for this special game -- Special Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-18200923708019845522015-02-16T00:00:00.000-08:002015-02-16T00:00:12.277-08:00Mixed Plate: Eye of the Tiger - SWFE 2015 is Coming!This week's post is going to be a short one, as in -- yep, this is it. But I have a good excuse; been busy with work, trying to get ahead of things since I'll FINALLY be visiting my folks in a few weeks (haven't seen Dad in over a year!), and of course the ratio of vacation-to-work time is, it probably takes about a month to prepare for taking off for a week. At least, that's how my fuzzy math Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4034416433515494084.post-86053223254366038232015-02-09T00:00:00.000-08:002015-02-09T00:00:03.062-08:00UnRecipe: What Up Shorty - Asian Cooking ShortcutsCutting corners on making traditional Asian cuisine?!!! All the Tiger Moms out there want to beat me with a bamboo cane for daring to suggest such a thing. They already lament my not being a doctor, or marrying a doctor, or not having six overachieving children who are on their way to becoming a doctor. Hell, I don't even hold chopsticks right. But whatever, my Wasabi Mom doesn't care, she loves Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02571982387809943339noreply@blogger.com0