Archive for August, 2008

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This time of year.

August 26, 2008
August in a salad.

August in a salad.

This early morning something strange happened. Half asleep and on my way to the bathroom, I opened the door of our bedroom (the only room in the house with an air conditioner), stepped out into the living room, and found that it was COOLER out there. Somehow, in the night, our stuffy little apartment had found itself a cross-breeze. And I realized… late summer is here.

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The moon was full, and so was I.

August 22, 2008
Homemade sparklers await....

Homemade sparklers await....

Sparkling Lavender Cooler? Raw Milk Olive Oil Ice Cream? Cornmeal only cornbread topped with shining dollops of honey butter??? Yes to all of it, yes please. And please do add in a comfortable setting, warm company, and a feeling that each thing I was putting in my mouth came from a perfect place.

I had it all this past Saturday when chance allowed me to be in the bay area of California for an event I’ve been longing to attend, a Full Moon Feast hosted by Jessica Prentice at Three Stone Hearth.

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Polska Duma: Polish pride as expressed through chili at the Brooklyn Chili Takedown

August 13, 2008
Red Ribbon Chili

Red Ribbon Chili

Though I don’t often admit it, I’m a pretty competitive person. It’s honestly not so much that I like to win (though you know I do) but I really like a good spirited battle… especially when it focuses on something I’m good at.

So when I heard about the Chili Takedowns hosted by the recently famous and very funny Matt Timms, you know I was one of the first people to sign up… because it Just So Happens that I make a kick ass chili (again thanks to culinary wisdom passed down from that ole trouble maker- my father). AND, it JUST so happens that this ah-mazing chili is actually pointastic.

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The heat, and the Sorbet.

August 6, 2008

The weapon of choice.

Last week there were record high temperatures in Texas and other states in the southern-middle-part of the country. On Monday I actually heard a reporter say, “Things should be cooler tomorrow… about 105.”

Cooler?

105?

So, while I make no claim to that kind of suffering, I do want to acknowledge that New York has been no easy beast this summer.

The thing about New York is one is always outside. There’s none of the “air-conditioned-house to air-conditioned-car to air-conditioned-office” pattern that I grew up accustomed to in the just barely southern state of Maryland. Instead, we are walking… and then we are waiting for the subway in tunnels that are so hot and stuffy it’s like being in a steamer… and then we walk some more… and then we get to our office which (if we’re lucky) has central air and (if we’re me) just has a little window unit that makes a lot of noise. But please, I’m used to the lack of central air at this point because the turn of the century buildings that New Yorker’s so commonly live in have no central air. Even when it’s not that hot, like this week, it’s just unpleasant to be at home. I personally have virtually no cross breeze in my narrow apartment, so it’ll probably take until late September before my sweet home becomes bearable again.

Luckily, there is something that can be done:

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