Vegetables

silence and happy babble

Danny and I were driving in the car yesterday, heading down the interstate toward Seattle. We had just been in a courtroom, for all the best reasons. The hour before, we had stood in front of a…

pragmatic and imagined

Did you deposit that check yet? We should make a list of all the tasks we have to undertake to get the flours shipped to people’s homes and assign dates to every one. Who’s picking…

my fennel fascination

My fennel fascination has begun again. The other day, our dear friends Tita and John came to the studio for lunch. We try to take the weekends away from the office, but when our office includes…

its lovely possibilities

There’s brown on the ground, brown on the barks of the trees, and no green on bare trees yet. Sure, we’re lucky to live in a place with plenty of firs, whose branches look like…

that sweet acid bite

Just as I reached for another bite of this pickled red cabbage (with pickled red carrots mingled in there), I had a memory. Pale February light might have jolted me back, or maybe it was…

swept up in the momentum

I’ve never been much of a football fan. Oh, when I was in the 9th grade, the quarterback of my high school football team was a lean beautiful boy who threw tight spirals down a…

finding full health

Yesterday, we held an event at our kitchen studio, the first public event in that space. We had been looking forward to it for quite awhile. I haven’t said much about our studio here, even though…

eating on the wild side

We live in a crazy, beautiful world. The entire world astounds me, even with its chaos and suffering, confusion and bad processed food. Trying to find our way through it all without losing our minds…

a cauliflower geek

It was Saturday morning, a hot morning in July. As always, we woke up thinking about the farmers’ market. Should we buy a side of salmon from Mike? Don’t forget the bacon. Would Michelle still…