Booklist: Summer Food Reading

I’m a bit of a book addict. I have them stacked everywhere in my house waiting to be read–on shelves, the floor, bedside tables, and sofas. The guest room is lined with bookshelves that are groaning with tomes. (I should probably check the floor supports.) But nothing captures my obsession more than books about food. […]

Peach Salsa That Rocks

Last Sunday I went to the Marin farmers’ market at the Civic Center.  It was my last Bay Area stop after two days of glorious hiking on Mt. Tamalpais and staying at the West Point Inn. The first market booth was a presentation of the most beautiful assortment of peaches, nectarines and plums I’ve ever […]

Harvesting the Artichoke

I pass by artichokes at the market, gazing at them, deciding if I want to take them on.  They’re really not that much work but I can get lazy when it comes to artichokes.  This past weekend I was at a friend’s dinner where Sicilian Chef Joe from Reno made fried artichoke hearts.  They were […]

Zucchini Parmesan Bread

Here we are in July, and it feels like spring outside–low 80s, a light breeze, and tomato plants just starting to flower. Despite the lack of tomatoes, there are some plants in the garden that love this weird summer weather and none more so than the zucchini. I’m only allowed to have one plant each […]

Strawberries and Rhubarb Jammin’

This easy jam is a staple in my house and does double duty- a great filling for desserts. Best part, it’s low sugar (but you’d never know it!)

Peach Farmer’s Daughter

“There’s dirty dirt and then there’s clean dirt. Dirty dirt is city dirt when you don’t know if someone’s spit on it and clean dirt is farm dirt out in the orchard.” This is one of the many things Sacramento resident Brenda Nakamoto, author of the Peach Farmer’s Daughter, remembers her mom saying growing up […]

Pie Party: Lime Chiffon with Blueberries

When I heard about the Pie Party being organized online by Shauna of Gluten-Free Girl and her friends, I knew I had to participate. I grew up eating pie, although I admit I didn’t appreciate it as much as I should have then. Now, I’ve come to realize that my mother makes the flakiest crust […]