Scott at Hing Loon, Laughing

Here’s the great thing about Scott. Not only does he love what he’s doing, he loves what you’re doing too. Really. He makes you feel like you’re a star, even if you’re just a tiny blogger with, like, embarrassingly low traffic. I’ve met Scott twice and both times, he greeted me like this:  “Oh. MY. …


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Sweet Baked Heaven

I blame living in Austria for my obsession — it’s more of an illness, really. After all, a nation that comes up with a cake that involves first baking a cake, grinding it into crumbs and then cooking the crumbs in whole milk and butter is a nation that takes cake seriously. Austria is home …


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Raven Stops the Gossip

A long time ago, a very, very long time ago, clams had feet. They could walk everywhere — just like everybody else. And they were kind of nosy and extremely curious. They were especially interested in humans. You’d be getting home from work and the clams, they’d be watching while you told your family about …


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Sleepless in Austin

My Austin neighborhood is really lovely, the houses are a nice selection of brick and stucco, Spanish style with wrought iron features, arcaded entryways, complicated split windows and twisted pillars holding up balconies. Sprawling trees line the street and the trees are full of birds singing songs I do not recognize. Something sounds like a …


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The Duwamish Slough

The Duwamish Slough is a big messy place with a lot of interesting industrial activity. I go to work in a completely character free office park on the edge of the water – to get there I have to go over a drawbridge, across a lot of train tracks, between a crowd of semi-trucks in …


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