My partner made these pecan scones last week. The case knife comes from his family. No baking this week, no obscure Scandinavian jazz, no English football (no yelling), no crazy dances from my son as he jumps through the room. They are out of town. I miss you guys. Advertisements

Seasons of Adorable

My partner bought me this book years ago:The illustrator, Yamato Suzuki, is clearly an unsung flippin’ genius. I start cackling every time I read this page: Sad little girls…                                   Little snow ghosts! Nothing can defeat Japanese cuteness. Nothing.


Dinner last night consisted of koroke, tofu and vegetables. My partner insists on calling these “Parmesan Crusted Fried Mashed Potatoes” but we know that they’re not. They are and can only be koroke. Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto. Please note my feeble attempts to include salad in both of these shots (“Salad for health!”) as if […]


These scones were made by my partner. The thoroughly obsessed may recognize this stoneware as W. Dalton Imperial in Tangerine. We found a big set at a stoop sale last weekend and it is my partner’s favorite pattern. I went through a minor aesthetic crisis over having to switch out blue dishes and I’m now […]