Yesterday may have been the perfect day. I went trail running with some friends in the morning and didn’t blow out my ACL’s leaping through rocks. Then I devoured some French toast (made with my multigrain bread) for breakfast, followed…
Yesterday may have been the perfect day. I went trail running with some friends in the morning and didn’t blow out my ACL’s leaping through rocks. Then I devoured some French toast (made with my multigrain bread) for breakfast, followed…
Disappointment. There’s my one-word summary of the rustic bread I cut open last night. From the outside, it had so much promise: big bubbles, deep brown crust. But the crumb was tight and uniform. And it didn’t have enough salt.…
Last night I made rustic bread. This is the same recipe I’ve been tweaking and working on for the past year. Towards the end of the life of the old oven, those breads came out pale and pillowy soft, which…
iPhone fever has swept the Soutowood household! There is no known vaccination, and the only possible cure is more cowbell (and iPhones)! We will succumb, it’s only a matter of time. Because it’s a beautiful Apple product. Because it has…
I subscribe to the notion that you can’t really relax unless you have finished a job. Supposedly, weekends are for relaxation. But if you haven’t accomplished something during the week, you have to do work on the weekend. With me…
I gots to give mad props to SDGE for fixing up our oven yesterday. Or, wait, lemme see, do I have to give them a shout-out first? Or does that come before a holla-back? Anyway! I set up an appointment…
It has been years since I’ve seen Beetlejuice. This was a family staple for many years. I even dubbed the movie onto tape so we could listen to it in the car on family vacations. I was reminded of it…
Thinking about my solid old oven, built when the war had just ended and America was dusting itself off, I’ve begun to think about old=good. In the 50s, and again in the 80s, we’ve had techno-crushes. Puppy love for anything…
Now we’re talking! Last night I had the new oven stretching its legs. First up was some brown rice, simmering away on one of the back burners. Next I preheated the oven for some bread. From what I can tell…
On Sunday we bought a potty at Ikea. It’s a turquoise plastic thing that could double as a centurion helmet (minus the horsehair crest). After Baby Harbat’s bath on Monday she said, “Potty? Potty?” I’m eliminating the rest of the…