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TIFF 1: Saturday & Sunday

Yesterday, the rainy Saturday of TIFF 2012 – Johnny Depp was in town but we didn’t see him, even though the theater where the film he supporting – West of Memphis – is probably closest to our apartment – it’s part of Ryerson University. We walked past another (probably not as huge crowd) trying to […]

Last summer brunch

The pictures are from brunch last Sunday, at which we had 14 people (there were supposed to be 20, but there were a few no-shows). On the way home, I realized that I was going to go right past Al & Emma’s new apartment, so they got potatoes & a few wedges of crepe cake. […]

From the archives

I was thinking that rather than feeling all bummed out and sorry for myself, like yesterday, and posting ugly food, I should resurrect a couple of pretty food pictures from the archives. So here they are: All summer-y things – the tart’s fussy, of course, it’s a Martha recipe – but I don’t make it […]

Breakfast Pizza

Weekend, minute by minute

Or at least, thing by thing. For our Dutch exchange student, this was the weekend of the senior prom. For me it was mother’s day, and a brunch at School Woods. On Saturday, I got up and went to the Farmers’ Market on my own for serious shopping – potatoes, cheese, green onions, asparagus, eggs, […]

Raw and cooked

We had potatoes for breakfast again today. Then we went to see Rossini’s Cinderella, staged in 1930s Hollywood – so Cinderella and the ugly stepsisters were trying to parts in a movie. Snacked on some party leftovers, and now it’s time for dessert – maybe trifle, or I still really want rhubarb bars and vanilla […]

Saved

This morning I took some potatoes that looked like this: And made them look like this: And then we ate them with this: Quite satisfying, really. Al did ask if I’d bought like 45 pounds of asparagus, because “you’ve been putting it in everything, mom”. He’s right – we had shrimp & asparagus pasta last […]

Milwaukee on a Sunday

We went to see a musical production of Daddy Long Legs, the one by Jean Webster, the title notes in the library catalog say: An orphaned girl named Judy Abbott and an unknown, unseen benefactor who sends her to college and whom she refers to as “Daddy-Long-Legs” are the two principals in this immensely popular […]

Broken toe and blueberry cakes

Yesterday I broke the baby toe on my right foot – I’m getting so old & brittle, just clonking it into the wooden leg of a couch did the trick. It hurt, but I didn’t think much about it, until I took my socks off around 4:00, getting ready for a shower, and saw how […]

Even though Julia says never apologize

I’m going to go ahead and tell you all the things that didn’t come out quite right – by my lights, not the diners – on the New year’s day brunch menu. First I somehow went brain dead, and instead of pilaf-ing the Hoppin’ John – that is transferring the rice and beans and liquid […]