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You can take the Ethicurean out of Berkeley…

...but that doesn't mean she won't still be obsessed with the same things. We flew the Dutch airline KLM to Amsterdam, and I was fascinated by the various meals we were given on the plane. For example, our dinner (right) came with the following exhortation: Food for thought Inspiration Every day we are...

We’re out of food

What's with the empty fridge? Well, in a few hours the Potato Non Grata and I are going on a much-anticipated vacation, first to Holland (to visit family) and then to Tunisia (to visit one of my best friends). I hope to post a few things from the road, but sporadically, as what I really need is a vacation...

Postcard from Cowboyland: The barriers to buying local meat in Wyoming

A short time ago, I made a major life decision to join the other disgruntled buffalo in herd-flight from the Northeast to the West Coast. It seemed only fair that if I was going to reject my puritan upbringing so roundly — moving to California being roughly equivalent to joining the circus, as far as New...

Toronto, Ontario – Part Two

Note: This is the second part of a 2-part series about my visit to Toronto, Ontario. Part One can be found here. "Pass the peas!" "Pass the chicken!" "Pass the matzah!" One thing about visiting family: You eat A LOT. Trying to work off some of the unnecessary calories that we had ingested at the uncountable...

Hurray for Hogtown (or as some call it, Toronto)

To celebrate Passover, a time when the Jews wandered 40 years in the desert searching for the land of milk & honey, Noshette and I wandered 4 hours westward in search of organic milk and wild honey (and some other sustainable foods). Noshette was born and raised in Toronto, so we were going there to...

Focus on Florida Food – Part II

Josh's Organic Market - Hollywood, Florida After our 1-nighter in the Gulf Coast of Florida, where we saw a memorable Leon Redbone concert and enjoyed a good meal of local fish and seafood, Noshette of the North and I drove back to the Atlantic coast along the famous "Alligator Alley", where we saw plenty...

Eating local in the sunshine state – Part I

Noshette and I packed up the sled dogs and shed our parkas to spend some time in warm, sunny Florida. We were there to visit with my mom and to relax a bit before I had rotator-cuff surgery, but also to eat some good food.   (Here is a shot of Noshette and a friend sitting by the beach after lunch. This...

Moroccan Chicken, or Slaughterhouse Khamsa

I've never been inside a proper slaughterhouse, and I don't have a burning desire to start taking tours. But the most arresting moment of the trip Sir Loin and I took to Morocco last fall was watching men in Marrakesh shop for chickens. To see it for yourself, this is what you have to do. Go to Morocco and...

Methow: Where our meat comes from

Cascadia Girl over at has a nice write-up of weekending in Methow Valley, including where to stay and what to do. Why the interest here? Methow is where the Butter Bitch and I source much of our beef, through a meat CSA, and lamb through direct purchase.  We knew that the Crown S ranchers had a  reason not...

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 top-flight wines and a few clunkers, reinforced our opinions of much-loved...

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. Our plans changed a few times during the trip, starting with a wrong turn from the B&B that led us to our first winery. We hadn't intended...

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 provide me with a title about char. I'll stop punning now. For my...

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