What can I say about Comic-Con? It’s huge, busy, and there is a little of everything. Lots of people dress up in steampunk, manga, fantasy, sci-fi, and period costumes. Lots of people have unnaturally-colored hair, chains woven in their clothing,…
What can I say about Comic-Con? It’s huge, busy, and there is a little of everything. Lots of people dress up in steampunk, manga, fantasy, sci-fi, and period costumes. Lots of people have unnaturally-colored hair, chains woven in their clothing,…
Recently it was 100 degrees here. In Southern California that means one of several things: A)those aren’t fireworks in the night sky, it’s a wildfire; B)an earthquake has cracked open the ground under your feet and you’re plummeting towards the…
I’ve been hemming, hawing, and chawing about whether to reveal my secret San Diego sourdough recipe for the Handmade audience. Then I remembered the “audience” is made up of a few people who stumbled onto the site looking for something…
Four AM, I’m wandering through a labyrinthine sub-basement office complex, leading a small group of the last remaining humans. Periodically I come across zombies who look vaguely human but have the blank stare of…something unwell. I learn quickly that zombies…
Our garden is now overflowing with vegetables, and neighbors are giving us ripe tomatoes before they drown in them, we have more than we can eat. Solution: canning! My early thoughts on canning were rosy-hued and nostalgic, based on this…
It’s a stale line, one invoked by in-laws and aunties: “When will we be hearing the pitter patter of little feet?” as if this is going to convince someone to have children. Funny thing is, I doubt these people have…
It’s freaky Friday and that means there’s a pery punny post in the bread section. The No-Knead Undead Ciabatta is up here to delight, horrify, titillate, and whatever else makes your tires squeal. If you’ve never baked bread before, try…
I feel I’ve come a long way since my very first ciabatta. I’m not afraid of dough so runny that it must be corralled like oozing honey. I’ve over-baked, under-baked, and dropped it. Once I made 13 loaves of ciabatta…
I’ve said before that there’s nothing like fresh-baked cookies. I would like to amend it to include icing fresh-baked cookies. Break out the red sparkle corn syrup product! If I thought it was hard to prevent Toddler Harbat from eating…
Last night marked day #3 of Toddler Harbat’s routine evening meltdown. It isn’t really possible to put into words what it’s like to see a walking, talking, and rational child into a screaming and flailing wolverine. When I came home…