To be fair, I did warn you.
Rocky Sage (goat’s milk, New York State) (Please ignore the label, that’s from the last one. My skills as a set decorator are sadly overrated.) What is it with cheesemakers and plants? Last time it was vegetable rennet and wood ash, this time it’s Salvia* under the rind. It doesn’t make a lot of sense … Read more
Of course not, I’m in California. But I do feel a freeze coming on . . . That’s right, economic observers, time to kiss the recovery goodbye, because Daisy’s going on another buying freeze.* No particular reason for this round, except that tax time is coming, and it felt like a good moment for it. … Read more
Breaking: Fennec foxes don’t like diet food any more than you do. (Via @weirdimals)
Just no. I mean it. No.
That’s not the surprising part. The surprising part is that the proof comes via Martha Stewart. Last night I dreamed that I was at a party where they were serving delicious home-made marshmallow Peeps. (No, I don’t know why. I don’t even like Peeps that much.) Today it occurred to me to wonder if such … Read more
Listen or read it here. I wonder what I should do for a follow-up? Occam’s Razor Case? The Millikan Oil Drop Vinaigrette? Fermat’s Last Theorem Before Bedtime, I Mean It Mister?
In my last post before the holidays I mentioned that I had fulfilled a life-long* ambition and joined a cheese-of-the-month-club, with shipments to begin shortly. They began: This is the December shipment– four cheeses of varying hardnesses and intensities and a handy tasting sheet so you know which is which and what to drink with … Read more
Way back, lost now in the mists of blog, I was on a mission to find the best tempura in San Mateo. I was thorough, nearly exhaustive, but though I had some decent examples of the dish, nothing rose to the level of the tempura of my dreams. Which was a disappointment, if not really … Read more
One of my favorite singers performing an awesomely nerdy love song. So great: