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.
Portland summer pesto: Oregon filberts with fresh green garlic and basil from the farmer’s market.
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.
A wayward cactus, shivering its way through a rainy June day in Portland.
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 […]
Kuba cloths that were given to us by a friend. She bought these at the Smithsonian in 1980.
Shopping the farmer’s market at Portland State University is one of my favorite Portland experiences. This is our haul from a few weeks back…my family eats a lot of vegetables!
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 […]
Found a cache of old still life photos…the rope and feather photo has all the colors I want in my living room.