From the Archives: Kubota Garden

In spite of that fact that we had hail the size of rock salt yesterday afternoon and temperatures in the 30s at night, it is indeed spring in the Pacific Northwest. The days are longer — a few days ago I watched the evening light change until well past 8pm, nested on my couch facing …


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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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