If you wonder why it is exactly that I seem to consume an inordinate amount of sugar, butter, and in general why my diet consists of coffee, ice cream, and chocolate, above is the reason why. Yes, seared scallops on a bed of celery root puree topped with microgreens dressed in a sherry vinagrette.  Goat [...]

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Although it is Ice Cream week, and despite the fact that yes, most of what I have consumed over the past couple of days has been said ice cream in its many different incarnations, I have eaten other things.  Other things of a familial branch that does not contain the frozen, the custardy, the chock-full-of-butter-toffee-and-shaved-chocolate [...]

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Sometimes dreams do come true, in this case, Basil Dip, essentially pesto that is acceptable to scoop up with chips—or spoons—and eat with no guilt.  Or at least no awkward stares questioning why the little girl is scraping flakes off the frozen pesto block.  What can I say?  Basil, garlic, parmesan, and more fat?  Just [...]

Ramen, we love you.  Not just me, no, but my brother and sister too.  And many others.  Ramen, you’re perfect.  Noodles, broth, pork, fried chicken, and slow-poached egg. Now, Hapa Ramen of San Francisco, that is some good ramen.  Big Daddy Ramen—slow braised pork shoulder, tonkatsu nuggets, noodles somewhere between udon and ramen, fresh corn, [...]

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Roasted Beets and Goat Cheese Croquettes, where have you been?  You require very little time, hardly any ingredients, and absolutely no effort.  The actual input of effort in relation to delicious outcome is so little, I can’t even remember entering the kitchen.  All I have is a blank bit in my memory, followed by two [...]

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Okay, yea.  Split Pea Soup is not a summer thing.  But you know what is?  Bacon, cooked into crispy little lardons, sprinkled over almost everything.  Coupled with morning Berkeley fog and unpredictable June summers, Split Pea Soup was and is perfect for late June.  And, thanks to Thomas Keller and Ad Hoc, it was surprisingly [...]

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Restraint is not necessarily a strong suit of mine. Hence this slab of bacon. Most would feel a little unease upon purchasing a pound of slab bacon, for their own personal consumption.  While, yes, I considered the consequences of a pound of bacon, most of the images and scenarios I imagined were not of heart [...]

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