Eater SF is soothed/not-soothed by Alice Waters. Aren’t we all?
Ian McEwan is such an easy target! And Quilty hits a bullseye.
On fulfillment by Rimpletide.
Nicolette Camille does really beautiful floral design. And she takes great picures too.
Bouquet by Nicolette Camille
Calas, geranium leaves, garden roses, tuberose and jasmine. Brilliant.
I just found this on the NY Times. There are probably few of you with your hands free enough to read it, but I do. I’m actually living vicariously through it. Saddleshoos has something of a talent in the kitchen, and a love of the process of preparing a meal. Sadly, both of the two Thanksgiving dinners Saddleshoos is attending this year (at 2PM PST and 5PM PST respectively) will be catered rather than cooked by people I know and love with participation (for better or worse) of various blood and non-blood relatives.
Here is a funny excerpt from the blog featuring a Bay Area celeb:
Waters in the Weeds | 1:18 p.m. OK, so just so no one feels alone, Miss Alice Waters herself just called. Thanksgiving at her house is in the weeds a bit, too. She was looking for one of my guests, the chef Scott Peacock, who has yet to arrive. (And really, it’s not like my daily life is all fancy and chef-y. It’s just that I have a job that involves talking to these people. And since we are all interested in food, we tend to find each other on food holidays.)
Anyway, she had a cornbread crisis of some kind and wanted to talk with Scott, who is up in Central Park reading a poem at a pilgrim monument or something. He should be here soon.
Alice also reports that there was a granita incident involving her daughter, and that she forgot she had put the stuffing on an antique 1920s tray and then accidentally put it in a warm oven to dry.
She now has a ruined tray and a stuffing emergency.
So how is your Thanksgiving cooking going so far? Send in all near misses and disasters.
Oh, sugar. I forgot to put the turkeys in the oven. Gotta go.
Pretty good right? I’m off to a liquid lunch if you know what I mean…