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Eclectic Oregon pinot noir: Medici
Over the past two Thanksgiving holidays, the Butter Bitch and I have found ourselves in the Oregon wine country, sampling a number of excellent wines and enjoying the scenery. Our tour of wineries has exposed us to a number of
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Spit and go: 2005 Oregon wine tour
Our motto was, "Spit and go!" Our task was monumental: Ten wineries, two livers, and eight hours until our dinner reservations. This was our 2005 Oregon wine tour. AKPC_IDS += "1340,";
A tale of two chars
I planned to name this post "Char Times," but I realized that attentive readers might think that I'd recycled an old post about chard and introduced a typo. A new title was needed, and I returned for inspiration to my friend Charles to
A trip down Turkey Day lane
I used to dread Thanksgiving. As a then-vegetarian, I found the whole turkey ritual disturbing and loathsome. I wasn't a big fan of the sweet, heavy dishes that accompanied it. Watching sports on TV, and football in particular, is a foreign activity to me. About the only thing I ever looked forward
Super soup: Cream o’ carrots ‘n’ leeks
Well, I didn't manage to use up all of the produce in my fridge before I left, but I made a valiant effort, even having leftover kale and a salad together in one meal. I did have to discard some arugula from the Eatwell box that I had let go too long. It's funny how
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Wild wine from Sea Breeze
Sea Breeze Farm, on Vashon Island in Puget Sound, is a hive of activity that produces an impressive array of products, including cheese, cow milk, chicken eggs, chickens, duck eggs, lamb, and wine. We visited the farm as part of King
Food You Can Trust’s family friendly farm tour!
Folks in Austin are cordially invited to a tour of the Food You Can Trust farm. Meet Chickenman, Chickenwoman, Elsa the Tour Guide and Baby John, and get some eggs and milk, and some grass-fed beef as well. If you've been reading about Ethicurean
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erda gardens: basil, bees, and bagged bounty
Last week I returned from six amazing days in Albuquerque, New Mexico. This particular visit was spent mostly indoors, however, because I was there to attend the annual Language of Spirit Conference, where
Pets or Meat
That's the question I kept pondering as my dad and I drove back from visiting one of my best friends last week. (For those who didn't see Michael Moore's movie Roger & Me, it's from the creepy sign outside the house of a rabbit-seller in Flint, Michigan.) My friend and her husband moved a few years
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Restaurant roundup: Tomatoes in the ‘hood, sweetbreads in VA, and grass-fed filet mignon in DC
I've had three excellent meals out in the last few weeks, all concocted from fresh, locally sourced ingredients. One was served at low tables in a parking lot in Oakland where all the guests sat on cushions and the wine was BYOB — my first-ever encounter with the underground dining experience known
It’s winter — where’s my yogurt?! Redwood Hill Farm, Part III
Scott Bice shows us the tank of that day's goatmilk. It's lower in fat than cow milk, which is why there's less cream on top. (Sir Loin photo) This is the final installment of a three-part tale chronicling our adventures at Redwood
Iowa: land of cheese and wine
I'm back from my week-long trip to Iowa, to visit family, friends, and the family farm -- and to get myself away from my computer and all of the drudgery (sometimes) of too much freelance work. All work and no play make Jane a very dull girl, after all. Most of my reflections need to simmer a bit longer,
Tête-à-teat: Redwood Hill Farm, Part II
Miss Steak, Dairy Queen, and Sir Loin get frisked by the goats. (Photo by Potato Non Grata) This is the second of a three-part tale of our adventures at Redwood Hill Farm, a goat dairy. (Read
Goats! We (heart) goats!: Redwood Hill Farm, Part I
Saying hello to the first batch of kids. (Sir Loin photo) I’ve always loved goats. My grandmother kept sheep for a long time, but they were unsatisfactory and herdish. Scattering in all directions when I barged into their pen to pet their mouldering fleeces. Nearby were two goats, a lady and
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Carne de Vaca Local
So Sir Loin and I are on vacation in Mexico, near Tulum. It's about two hours outside of Cancun, and they've developed it to be a sort of anti-Girls-Gone-Wild environment. Spring Break for grown-ups. Everything is eco this and eco that. (We stayed in an eco-hut with no electricity and brackish water,
