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Summertime makes me feel fine.

This is what I did Friday. I worked from home on our upcoming August food issue and when I thought I couldn’t stand to look at my computer any longer, I made lunch.

Lunch was Bubalus Bubalis fresh mozzarella [realmozzarella.com] made from the milk of water buffalo raised in California (and sold at Tomales Bay Foods). It tastes nothing like the tasteless, rubbery fresh mozzarella you can normally find—the taste is rich and it has a soft, almost spreadable texture.

Esther’s German Bakery


Sunflower, poppy and sesame pretzels

As you might’ve guessed from my last blog, I’m pro-carb.  In fact, I’ve always had a soft spot for bread, rice, bagels, pasta—you name it. And when the country was Atkins-diet crazed, I was personally offended.


Something Good Going On


The goods: Beer, peanut butter, olive tapenade and cream;
eggs, mango cake, chicken salad; pea shoots, Chinatown duck,
roasted red peppers, ricotta, beef tenderloin...

No matter what senior eat + drink editor Sara Deseran and I say to people, they don’t believe that our jobs are not always heaven-sent. Food writers aren’t allowed to complain about the daily grind…I get nothing but withering looks when I tell people that I wish I could spend a night at home on the couch, eating cereal for dinner. Sure, there are loads and loads of perks, but at the end of the day…well, it’s work.

The Sweet (and Sour) Taste of Victory


Hard-won cherries.

There are times when shopping at the farmers market is an urbanite’s bucolic fantasy, and there are times when it’s a blood sport—requiring NASCAR driving skills, sharp elbows and unrelenting greed. I participated in the latter style of shopping last Saturday at the Alemany Farmers Market. All in the name of my mother.

Boulette's Feast


Boulettes’ salmon carpaccio with salt-cured capers.

I know our Eat + Drink editor, Sara Deseran, has written about Boulettes Larder in the Ferry Building, as have others. But since it’s not exactly a restaurant—more a combination of extremely high-end gourmet shop, takeout counter and, in the evening, private dining room—I for one didn’t know what to make of it until a few nights ago, when I attended a wine-pairing dinner hosted by Blackbird Vineyards. (See Jordan Mackay’s blog for more on Blackbird’s wines.)

I Heart Strawberries


Summer of Love: Strawberries.

Apriums Arrive!


First of the season: apriums from
Blossom Bluff Orchards.

Sometimes it feels like things here in California happen overnight. One weekend, you’re enjoying the first tender spring greens, the first sweet strawberries, a handful of early season cherries. Then whammo! The ship comes in. Have you been to the farmers’ market lately? Now the cherries are mounded up into huge piles, vying for space among the apricots, first of the season white peaches and plums.

Baked Nirvana


Heaven in a box.

London Calling


The Boulettes Larder of London

I'm in London for the week, staying with my friend Sona and her parents who live a couple blocks from Regents Park. I haven't been to London for a long time, but despite the fact that it's been 21 years since I was last here, when it comes to the fashion, it still feels very much like 1986 (just imagine every other woman wearing black leggings under everything—including shorts—plus bright colors, stripes, chunky plastic jewelry, tight jeans while sporting mullety hair).
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