Portland’s had a weirdo summer all right. I blocked out most of the spurts of humidity (shades help), but it seems like it’s back with a vengeance for my goddamn birthday. I don’t plan on doing much today besides listening to Billy Joel, waiting to see if my second sibling remembers to call and imbibing … Continue reading »
Category Archives: FarMar
Pasta at Heart
White pasta fans, you’re in luck. I’ve spent much of the past 2 days on the phone with my sister, who just returned from a 3 week vacation in Italy. She spent her days working on small farms and her evenings sipping red wine. I’m so proud, and my kitchen has been thinking of her … Continue reading »
spicy yellow curry noodle soup & inspiration from chau in vancouver, b.c.
Between us, sometimes I think like a blogger and frame posts in my head. They often never come to fruition for various reasons – my camera died, crap lighting, reserve/manners, annoyance, reality, etc. One thing I’ve enjoyed doing over the years is recreating memorable dishes from restaurants (and carts), but I rarely seem to talk about it on the … Continue reading »
Tempeh & Strawberries
Not together. Not this time. One day, I’ll make the strawberry jalapeño sauce I’ve been simmering in my head for the past few years. Let’s call it July and grill some tempeh. Rewind to my Portland farmers market stroll this past Saturday morning, and I was getting my farmar on. This new stand, Cascade Naturals, will be … Continue reading »
The Return of the FarMar: Rapini for All
For the love of raab! and rapini! Does this make you want a bowl of fresh chard, or what? Come springtime, I embrace my inner bunny rabbit and count the days till early spring raab & rapini at the Portland Farmers Market. The return of the market this past Saturday featured row after row of vendors, … Continue reading »
A Brunch in the Life: Tempeh Benedict with Butternut Hollandaise
It’s not very often that I find myself making brunch anymore. It’s a little sad, but I’m usually heading here or there and grabbing coffee on the way, or meeting friends for brunch at Tube or Hungry Tiger Too, knowing my routine. This weekend, however, was practically a countdown to when I could break out … Continue reading »