Food, cooking, eating
I don’t know, Fish Wednesday might have to become a regular event. Mustard rubbed Copper River salmon roasted on a a bed of red onions, wild rice mix, and brocolli with a little lemon zest. Once again, you wish you’d stopped by. You know you can, right? You’re not pacing outside the house wondering if …
You totally wish you’d come by for dinner tonight. (Though if you’d dropped by last night, you also would have scored because I made the best veggie Bolognese ever.) While I was talking to the guy at the fish counter, a light bulb went on over his head and he went back to cut me …
Empty restaurant, Friday night We had a big turn out for the Jackson Street Crawl on Friday night, but I was crabby. Maybe I shouldn’t dine out while crabby. See, I found the whole experience more irritating than funny. It should have been funny, but I was just getting impatient with the whole experience. I’m …
Ah, Seattle! Let’s just cut it short and figure that for the last 400 words, I’ve rambled on and on about how great it is to be back in a multicultural society! Also, let’s skip the argument about how Europe actually IS multicultural by asking, with obligatory snark, “Our Alpine small town is multicultural compared …
Ichiban is right next door a considerably more elegant Japanese restaurant where people stand in the entry waiting for their table. At Ichiban, there’s no wait. It’s a dumpy little diner of a place with vinyl booths, formica tables, and a small menu. I had the udon – a bowl of soup with fat noodles …
I cheated on the Jackson Five and went to the I-District last night with my friend Brett. We picked Vietnam House for one reason only – I hadn’t been there yet. Vietnam House has the same laminate tables, plain decor, and bright lighting that most of our Vietnamese places have. But the food sets it …