<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:28:45.990-05:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='crepes'/><category term='travel'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='green corn project'/><category term='austin'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='local'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='market'/><category term='seattle'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='eat local week'/><category term='vegetarian'/><category term='edible austin'/><category term='event'/><category term='rochester'/><category term='trailers'/><category term='san antonio'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='boggy creek'/><title type='text'>Ready to Eat</title><subtitle type='html'>Cooking and eating real, vegetarian food in Austin, Texas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-2158100860787114582</id><published>2010-03-15T16:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:27:58.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved</title><content type='html'>Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to &lt;a href="realtastyfood.blogspot.com"&gt;realtastyfood.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. I hope you'll click over and check out the new site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-2158100860787114582?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/2158100860787114582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=2158100860787114582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2158100860787114582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2158100860787114582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4567497496019925041</id><published>2010-01-11T13:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:35:52.104-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>TRIO Breakfast</title><content type='html'>After a loooong holiday season that involved my apartment getting broken into, a trip to very cold upstate New York and a missed connection that very nearly required a night spent at O'Hare (thankfully, we were able to get on the stand-by list and make it onto a plane just a few hours after our missed plane left) and some really cold days, things are finally settling back to normal in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a recent Saturday morning, the man and I ventured over to TRIO at the Four Seasons for  breakfast. Having not been to TRIO before, we both thought breakfast was a fitting introduction to the swanky restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were immediately seated, and a waiter brought coffee right away. The coffee was fresh, very hot and strong, and served with heavy cream. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu presented lots of delicious-sounding choices, and waiters carried plates of great-looking food like waffles, eggs and fresh fruit, but I knew what I wanted: TRIO's famous pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the Trio, one banana-blueberry, one gingerbread and one oatmeal-pecan pancake with warm maple syrup, caramelized bananas and candied pecans. Do you see these things? They're the fluffiest, tallest pancakes I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/S0uC1vVLmyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C6ag7nIkgOg/s1600-h/trio+pancakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/S0uC1vVLmyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C6ag7nIkgOg/s320/trio+pancakes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425574035847879458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fluffy, pancakes goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were fantastic - soft, chewy and piping hot. Of the three, my favorite was the oatmeal-pecan pancake. The soft crunch of the pecans was wonderful with the moist chewiness of the pancake. My least favorite was the gingerbread, but I'm not a big gingerbread fan anyway. In fact, I'm not sure why I got a gingerbread pancake at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to get an order of their griddled hash browns, too. I love fried potatoes (who doesn't?), and they were hard to pass up, but in the end, I'm glad I did. I couldn't finish my pancakes, and I don't know how I would have dealt with a plate of probably delicious potatoes and a full belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man got the Farmers Market Breakfast, with two eggs, a corn cake with blackberry sauce, a yellow tomato with chevre and herbs and a bowl of grits (subbing grits for the sausage). I tasted all but the eggs, and while the tomato was a little underripe and crunchy, the grits were heaven - luxuriously creamy and covered with sharp Cheddar cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/S0uC1yqsj2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S14CmCpaUOU/s1600-h/trio+breakfast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/S0uC1yqsj2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S14CmCpaUOU/s320/trio+breakfast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425574036743425890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farmers Market Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already planning a return trip to TRIO, hopefully this time for lunch or dinner. Or maybe their happy hour, a great deal with half-price bar appetizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fourseasons.com/austin/dining.html"&gt;TRIO &lt;/a&gt;at the Four Seasons&lt;br /&gt;98 San Jacinto Blvd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4567497496019925041?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4567497496019925041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4567497496019925041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4567497496019925041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4567497496019925041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2010/01/trio-breakfast.html' title='TRIO Breakfast'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/S0uC1vVLmyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C6ag7nIkgOg/s72-c/trio+pancakes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4720546436468550575</id><published>2009-12-10T13:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:55:32.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat local week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edible austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>More Eat Local Week Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s320/eat-local-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s320/eat-local-logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edibleaustin.com/content/about-eat-local-week"&gt;Eat Local Week&lt;/a&gt; has been a great time so far - there are so many great events, and I'm really impressed with the number of people who have been turning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to City Hall for the &lt;a href="http://www.betterbitesofaustin.com/"&gt;Better Bites&lt;/a&gt; of Austin Edible Local Holiday Gift Fair. Better Bites of Austin, a trade organization that links small natural food businesses in Austin, had representatives from many of its vendors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the night for me was the &lt;a href="http://www.buttersbrownies.com/"&gt;Mary Louise Butters Brownies&lt;/a&gt; booth. I've been a fan of the sweets since moving to Austin, and I love giving them to out-of-town guests and sending them out in gift packages to my family and friends in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOO99w8bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZGLfhLmVTRA/s1600-h/100_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOO99w8bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZGLfhLmVTRA/s320/100_3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413694246134804914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mary Louise Butters and her brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I tried the Fara, a swirled blend of a brownie and blondie, and I've got to say, that even with half of it being a non-brownie, it quickly became my favorite. I think I even took a couple steps back after tasting it - it was rich with chocolate and molasses, moist and chewy. I bought one for myself, and a couple more for gifts (we'll see if they make it into the packages).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOO-A-pWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/F2wYKc-x6Wg/s1600-h/100_3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOO-A-pWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/F2wYKc-x6Wg/s320/100_3289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413694246148285794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The brownies (the Fara variety are in the tan and black packaging)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zhitea.com/"&gt;Zhi Tea&lt;/a&gt; also had samples of their Sweet Desert Delight, a caffeine-free sweet tea. We bought a few teas for gifts, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOPGXFQxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/baoSlGZfvOo/s1600-h/100_3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SyFOPGXFQxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/baoSlGZfvOo/s320/100_3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413694248388477714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tasty teas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also at the fair were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riosofaustin.com/"&gt;Rio's Brazilian&lt;/a&gt;, where we got a package of Pao de Quiejo with basil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://jakesgranola.com/"&gt;Jake's Granola&lt;/a&gt;, where I tried a cranberry-pistachio biscotti and the man bought a package of the gingerbread biscotti.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bonadeabread.com/"&gt;Bona Dea Bread&lt;/a&gt;, who had a deliciously rich challah, and whose chocolate challah rolls are high on my list of things to try&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldwisegrains.com/"&gt;World Wise Grains&lt;/a&gt;, who gave out little cookies made with Arzu, their multi-grain blend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freshdressings.com/"&gt;SASS Fresh Dressings&lt;/a&gt;, with plenty of dressings to try with fresh bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piefixeseverything.com/"&gt;Pie Fixes Everything&lt;/a&gt;, who had fruit pies and quiches (and who delivers them!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And a whole lot more that I didn't get to try. I hope they do this again during Eat Local Week next winter. It's just in time for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight? I'm heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.wallyworkman.com/"&gt;Wally Workman Gallery&lt;/a&gt; for their Fine Art Food Night to taste bites from &lt;a href="http://www.ldeiaustin.org/"&gt;Les Dames d'Escoffier&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hosteriaverde.com/"&gt;Hosteria Verd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hosteriaverde.com/"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.portabla.com/"&gt;Portabla &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://feteaustin.com/"&gt;Fete Accompli&lt;/a&gt; while checking out Feast, the exhibit featuring images of food and cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4720546436468550575?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4720546436468550575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4720546436468550575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4720546436468550575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4720546436468550575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-eat-local-week-goodness.html' title='More Eat Local Week Goodness'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s72-c/eat-local-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-2517696294414252445</id><published>2009-12-07T11:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:02:09.580-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat local week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edible austin'/><title type='text'>Eat Local Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s1600-h/eat-local-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s320/eat-local-logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412554387525798322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edibleaustin.com/"&gt;Edible Austin&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.edibleaustin.com/content/about-eat-local-week"&gt;Eat Local Week&lt;/a&gt; kicked off last weekend with some great events that I was lucky enough to attend. (In the interest of disclosure, I work with Edible Austin on their editorial team.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this week's events benefit &lt;a href="http://www.youthlaunch.org/programs/seeds.php"&gt;Urban Roots&lt;/a&gt;, an amazing program that teaches local teens sustainable farming, and all it encompasses including planting and harvesting, selling, marketing and how local food benefits the community. Urban Roots donates a portion of their harvest to local hunger relief efforts and is working hard to bring fresh, local food to East Austin. So go out and give them some money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, &lt;a href="http://www.bookpeople.com/"&gt;Book People &lt;/a&gt;had a multi-media night, hosting authors Pamela Walker, author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Growing-Good-Things-Eat-Texas/dp/1603441077"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Growing Good Things to Eat in Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and Chef Alain Braux of &lt;a href="http://www.peoplesrx.com/retailer/store_templates/shell_id_1.asp?storeID=5AB72154906F41D99BDB3286D064BA81"&gt;People's Pharmacy&lt;/a&gt;, along with Ana-Sofia Joanes, director and producer of the documentary &lt;a href="http://www.freshthemovie.com/"&gt;FRESH&lt;/a&gt;. Food tastings were provided by &lt;a href="http://thai-fresh.com/"&gt;Thai Fres&lt;/a&gt;h and &lt;a href="http://foodsmarty.wordpress.com/"&gt;FoodSmarty&lt;/a&gt;, and drinks by &lt;a href="http://www.saintarnold.com/"&gt;St. Arnold Brewin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saintarnold.com/"&gt;g&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I attended the Tea Festival at &lt;a href="http://www.zhitea.com/"&gt;Zhi Tea&lt;/a&gt; and got to try lots of delicious teas from several local tea purveyors, and attended a screening of FRESH at the Paramount downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I checked out the Drink Local Coffee Festival and Drink Local Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still lots of great events going on all week, from the Julie &amp;amp; Julia Feast tonight at the Alamo Drafthouse, the Gulf Coast Sampler tomorrow at AMOA, a Meet Your Local Brewers Happy Hour at the Whip In, and lots more. I'm going to try to pack as much in as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Edible Austin's Eat Local Week &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edibleaustin.com/content/events"&gt;events page&lt;/a&gt; to find an event (or events!) that appeal to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-2517696294414252445?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/2517696294414252445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=2517696294414252445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2517696294414252445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2517696294414252445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/12/eat-local-week.html' title='Eat Local Week'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sx1Bidv1CbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/WnpfYdjDCcc/s72-c/eat-local-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-2465620376643934588</id><published>2009-11-24T16:35:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:59:13.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crepes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Flip Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxkQxREAvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SvugDjtGSdg/s1600/FH+Sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxkQxREAvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SvugDjtGSdg/s200/FH+Sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407807491830711026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me two years to get to &lt;a href="http://www.fliphappycrepes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Flip Happy&lt;/a&gt;. I've lived near the crepe trailer for that long before I finally stopped by one Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long line snaked back in between the parked cars, and I considered going back another time, but I decided to stick it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxhBkirTMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YshkF_tcqOc/s1600/Flip+Happy+Menu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxhBkirTMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/YshkF_tcqOc/s320/Flip+Happy+Menu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407803932182006978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decisions, decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxgzAVqWhI/AAAAAAAAANk/lZv84v-jItw/s1600/100_1836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxgzAVqWhI/AAAAAAAAANk/lZv84v-jItw/s320/100_1836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407803681945573906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The friendly Flip Happy cash register informs you of what's to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had the Tarragon Mushroom crepe, stuffed with fresh mushrooms, spinach, tomatoes and chevre. The slightly eggy crepe was tender and held up well against the fillings. I was really amused that almost everyone eating crepes on the picnic benches picked them up and ate them like burritos. Thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when in Rome &lt;/span&gt;(h/t &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0357413/"&gt;Ron Burgundy&lt;/a&gt;), I followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxjnvp9TdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/_dM39VlMO6s/s1600/FH+TMush+Crepe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxjnvp9TdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/_dM39VlMO6s/s200/FH+TMush+Crepe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407806787023621586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxk3oo7bMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/twIH7WlD7yY/s1600/FH+SpinFeta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxk3oo7bMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/twIH7WlD7yY/s200/FH+SpinFeta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407808159529790658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarragon Mushroom and Spinach Feta crepes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man had the Spinach and Feta crepe, and reported it to be delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably against our better judgment after eating filling savory crepes, we decided to split a dessert crepe. The Lemon Curd crepe was sweet and tart and dressed with freshly cooked blueberries. Very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxgy7tNBeI/AAAAAAAAANc/H6oIyatOuVk/s1600/FH+LemonBlue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Swxgy7tNBeI/AAAAAAAAANc/H6oIyatOuVk/s320/FH+LemonBlue.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407803680702137826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lemony blueberry-y goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've since been back 3 or so more times. They keep funny hours, so check their website before heading over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fliphappycrepes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Flip Happy Crepes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 Josephine Street&lt;br /&gt;Austin, TX 78704&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-2465620376643934588?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/2465620376643934588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=2465620376643934588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2465620376643934588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2465620376643934588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/11/flip-happy.html' title='Flip Happy'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwxkQxREAvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SvugDjtGSdg/s72-c/FH+Sign.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-9031297127999504745</id><published>2009-11-16T14:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:29:48.050-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Sushi-A-Go-Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwG1sCb_4uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/v9Hp_8n4Ngk/s1600/100_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwG1sCb_4uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/v9Hp_8n4Ngk/s320/100_2791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404800795994481378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a food trailer. Give me good food, served on the street, and I'm happy. I'd heard rumblings about &lt;a href="http://www.sushi-a-go-go-austin.com/"&gt;Sushi-A-Go-Go&lt;/a&gt;, a sushi trailer in the parking lot of a gas station. Looking at their online &lt;a href="http://www.sushi-a-go-go-austin.com/?cat=3"&gt;menu&lt;/a&gt;, I saw there were a lot of veggie choices. Sounded promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little wait, I had 4 rolls and an order of inari to share with the man. We got (clockwise from top left) a natto roll, a kanpyo roll, 3 pieces of inari, an avocado mango roll, and a vegetable roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwG1sYFq2GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zoaBJZRXT-U/s1600/100_2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwG1sYFq2GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zoaBJZRXT-U/s320/100_2803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404800801806407778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sushi, with extra packaging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The food was all OK. Not bad, but nothing special. The inari, which is always a favorite, had a tasty skin, but the rice was a less sticky than I'm used to in sushi. It didn't hold together well. I was excited to have the kanpyo, though, as it seems to be rare in Austin. The sweet gourd shavings are slightly crunchy, a little sweet, and totally delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The veggie roll was beautiful in its bright green soy paper, but pretty mildly flavored. The mango avocado roll had nice avocado, but the mango was less than ripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The natto, well . . . it was my first time having natto. We'll just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One major turn-off was all the packaging. All the soy sauce, pickled ginger, even the wasabi, was individually packaged in  little packets. And all the packets were packed into a little 2-ounce sauce cup. Kind of a waste of materials for condiments of lesser quality than you'd get smooshed up against your sushi at other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I go back? Maybe, but they've moved since I was there last, and they're awfully close to Banzai. While not fancy food, Banzai has some excellent veggie sushi, for similar prices to Sushi-A-Go-Go, and the food is a little better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-9031297127999504745?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/9031297127999504745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=9031297127999504745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/9031297127999504745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/9031297127999504745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/11/sushi-go-go.html' title='Sushi-A-Go-Go'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SwG1sCb_4uI/AAAAAAAAAMk/v9Hp_8n4Ngk/s72-c/100_2791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-3787169575338843769</id><published>2009-11-02T16:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:00:29.407-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boggy creek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green corn project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Green Corn Project Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I had the great pleasure of attending the&lt;a href="http://greencornproject.org/gc/"&gt; Green Corn Project&lt;/a&gt; fundraiser at &lt;a href="http://www.boggycreekfarm.com/"&gt;Boggy Creek Farm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man's brother was in town, and we thought it was a great way to let him try some of Austin's food and check out the urban farm. We arrived just after the event began, right around noon. The crowd was trickling in, and it filled out over the course of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At $35, it was a bargain. Some of Austin's best restaurants were represented, bringing samples of their delicious food for tasting, while a silent auction raised even more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, some of the standouts were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gBE4c2bI/AAAAAAAAALk/LCHxOouljK0/s1600-h/100_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gBE4c2bI/AAAAAAAAALk/LCHxOouljK0/s320/100_3018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640049847163314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parkside-austin.com/"&gt;Parkside's&lt;/a&gt; pumpkin soup with coriander. So good, I went back for seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gf4rHHwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TqsS6BWVLGI/s1600-h/100_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gf4rHHwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/TqsS6BWVLGI/s320/100_3027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640579145932546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aquarellerestaurant.com/"&gt;Aquarelle's &lt;/a&gt;corainder-carrot salad: really spicy, crunchy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9ggMweyTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T63M6fRYZUk/s1600-h/100_3032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9ggMweyTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T63M6fRYZUk/s320/100_3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640584537164082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://olivia-austin.com/"&gt;Olivia's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; spicy deviled egg and spicy maple sweet potato. The sweet potato was just OK, kind of mildly flavored, but the egg was perfect - spicy, creamy and perfectly tender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gorging ourselves on more veggies and chocolate, and buying some sweet potatoes and green beans at the farm stand, we headed to the back of the house to catch a cooking demo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam of Thai Fresh showed us how to make a Thai egg custard inside a kabocha squash. I've been buying kabocha the last few weeks, and just roasting them, so I'm glad to have an interesting new recipe to try. (If you want to try it, check out the &lt;a href="http://thaicookingwithjam.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfect-pumpkin-recipe.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; on Jam's blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9iy6Bx-vI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MUr_qOrZnxk/s1600-h/100_3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9iy6Bx-vI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MUr_qOrZnxk/s320/100_3072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399643104950221554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jam, scooping a squash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The custard was delicious - delicately sweet and flavored with pandan leaves. The squash was tender, but not mushy. It was light, and really nice after all the food we'd just shoved into our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gmWfNvRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oJIbmw1tpBQ/s1600-h/100_3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gmWfNvRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oJIbmw1tpBQ/s320/100_3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640690228313362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai egg custard made with coconut milk, cooked into a kabocha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to Boggy Creek wouldn't be complete without visiting the chickens, so we popped over to check them out. They have the most gorgeous chickens, with lots of variety in size, color and seriousness of strut. Check out this character:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9ggShtbeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQfjOd0yOcQ/s1600-h/100_3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9ggShtbeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KQfjOd0yOcQ/s320/100_3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640586085821922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A beauty of a chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-3787169575338843769?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/3787169575338843769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=3787169575338843769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3787169575338843769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3787169575338843769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-corn-project-fundraiser.html' title='Green Corn Project Fundraiser'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Su9gBE4c2bI/AAAAAAAAALk/LCHxOouljK0/s72-c/100_3018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-385521682760717220</id><published>2009-10-20T16:24:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:30:20.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>New Trailer: Austin Gourmet Pudding</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that at the lot on South Congress and Monroe has been adding more food trailers recently. It seems to be a little different every couple of weeks. Over the weekend, I took a walk over there to see what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I found three-week-old Austin Gourmet Pudding. I've seen plenty of food trailers, but never one that sells only pudding. Run by Randy James, the trailer serves homemade puddings with flavors like chocolate, tapioca and pumpkin, and toppings like crushed cookies and candies in edible waffle bowls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/St4uLG496WI/AAAAAAAAALU/-brVSryq0bU/s1600-h/100_2965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/St4uLG496WI/AAAAAAAAALU/-brVSryq0bU/s320/100_2965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394800171999422818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bright, yellow truck, filled with creamy, puddingy goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being particularly hungry, and after Randy generously let us sample a few puddings before deciding, my dining partner and I settled on a half-and-half mix of butterscotch and Pop's banana topped with graham crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with whole milk, the puddings were really thick and rich. Both were really good, but the banana was excellent. Surprising, because butterscotch is usually my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/St4uLTe1lnI/AAAAAAAAALc/kyAzzAmSe9w/s1600-h/100_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/St4uLTe1lnI/AAAAAAAAALc/kyAzzAmSe9w/s320/100_2977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394800175379486322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating the pudding, I chatted with Randy, who, as it turns out is from Central Illinois. I'm from Chicago, and went to school in Central Illinois, pretty close to the town he's from. Lucky guy that he is, he told me his mom sends him some Illinois super-sweet corn every year when it's in season. (Sure, the corn here is tasty, but it's just not the same!) I've got to see if I can make a similar arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick aside: the corn I got at the farmers market in Central Illinois, and even the stuff I've gotten recently at the &lt;a href="http://www.chicagogreencitymarket.org/calendar/"&gt;Green City Market&lt;/a&gt; is so sweet and juicy that it doesn't really need to be cooked. During corn season, I got a few to cook, along with one for the road that I ripped open and ate raw on my way home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-385521682760717220?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/385521682760717220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=385521682760717220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/385521682760717220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/385521682760717220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-trailer-austin-gourmet-pudding.html' title='New Trailer: Austin Gourmet Pudding'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/St4uLG496WI/AAAAAAAAALU/-brVSryq0bU/s72-c/100_2965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-2415448958088142958</id><published>2009-10-08T15:26:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:54:53.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Project: Stuffed Poblanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5OiV3GOcI/AAAAAAAAALE/F98z7VZoXrc/s1600-h/chilies+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5OiV3GOcI/AAAAAAAAALE/F98z7VZoXrc/s320/chilies+plate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390332155899820482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved stuffed peppers. My grandma's version used green bells stuffed with rice and rich tomato sauce. They were pretty tasty, but I prefer a spicier Latin-inspired poblano relleno to a standard stuffed bell pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made chiles rellenos before, stuffing charred and peeled poblanos with cheese, then breading and frying them. They're always delicious, but after having an un-fried version at &lt;a href="http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/part-of-my-labor-day-weekend-was-spent.html"&gt;La Fonda&lt;/a&gt; in San Antonio, I wanted to try making them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some gorgeous poblanos, which I charred, peeled and seeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5M4fgdKZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NTjvj8HBP0E/s1600-h/charring+pepper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5M4fgdKZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NTjvj8HBP0E/s200/charring+pepper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390330337423075730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5Mk15EJaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/72LMtQ_ICoQ/s1600-h/naked+chilies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5Mk15EJaI/AAAAAAAAAKM/72LMtQ_ICoQ/s200/naked+chilies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390329999834490274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charring poblano and naked peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used one to make a poblano cream sauce, and stuffed the remaining two with a mixture of quinoa, raisins, pine nuts and a veggie mixture of sweet potato, corn onion and purple cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5NVuTVAFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KVsvpRxSceE/s1600-h/veggies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5NVuTVAFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/KVsvpRxSceE/s320/veggies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390330839610753106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Veggie filling with quinoa steaming away in the background&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a little bit of the poblano cream into the bottom of a pan, and placed the stuffed poblanos in it, then covered them with more sauce and some nutty-sharp Cheddar cheese and baked them until everything was hot and melty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5ONnQompI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hoK1eUKKwmY/s1600-h/prebaked+chilies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5ONnQompI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hoK1eUKKwmY/s200/prebaked+chilies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390331799793080978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5OR62WV3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/MhQm-8ygjts/s1600-h/chilies+in+pan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5OR62WV3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/MhQm-8ygjts/s200/chilies+in+pan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390331873771018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuffed poblanos, before and after baking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate them with quinoa with raisins and pine nuts and black beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy with how well the poblanos turned out. The texture was fantastic, still a little firm, and I think I prefer this non-fried version to the battered one. It's much lighter, and the flavor of the poblano comes through a lot better. Plus, it's not fried, so you get to save a little on fat and calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that, with fall coming, I'm going to make these again and experiment with fillings. Maybe butternut squash and black beans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poblano cream sauce was delicious, and really easy, too. It's kind of based on a Rick Bayless recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rick-Baylesss-Mexican-Kitchen-World-Class/dp/0684800063"&gt;Mexican Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;, but it's a lot lighter. I had a funny kitchen moment when making it, though. I used all low-fat milk and no cream, but when I blended the milk in the food processor, it aerated and puffed up like whipped cream! It deflated once I added it to the hot pan, but just over cup of milk filled the bowl of the food processor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poblano Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 large poblano, charred, peeled and seeded&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon flour&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup Greek yogurt (you could use crema, but this is what I had)&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend the poblano and 1 cup of milk in a blender or food processor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small saucepan, melt the butter and add flour. Cook over medium heat until it begins to take on a little color. Whisk in the milk mixture, along with the remaining milk. Bring to a simmer. Add Greek yogurt, salt and pepper. Heat through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5REjLj1MI/AAAAAAAAALM/KfB3nscqh-c/s1600-h/poblano+cream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5REjLj1MI/AAAAAAAAALM/KfB3nscqh-c/s320/poblano+cream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390334942614115522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-2415448958088142958?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/2415448958088142958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=2415448958088142958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2415448958088142958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2415448958088142958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/10/project-stuffed-poblanos.html' title='Project: Stuffed Poblanos'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Ss5OiV3GOcI/AAAAAAAAALE/F98z7VZoXrc/s72-c/chilies+plate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-6133478629447433283</id><published>2009-09-30T13:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:28:46.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Tacodeli Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SsOgUHNoJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NtPkYWmBh3o/s1600-h/tacodeli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SsOgUHNoJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NtPkYWmBh3o/s320/tacodeli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387325846659278338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been eating &lt;a href="http://tacodeli.com/"&gt;Tacodeli &lt;/a&gt;for almost as long as I've lived in Austin, having first gotten them from their table at the downtown &lt;a href="http://austinfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;Austin Farmers' Market&lt;/a&gt;, shortly after moving here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first taco I got was a bean, potato and cheese breakfast taco, and what I remember most about it was the salsa dona that topped it. I'd never had a salsa like it—creamy, pale green and spicy with jalapeno and garlic—and kept getting my breakfast taco, Saturday after Saturday, to top it with lots of spicy dona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I go to &lt;a href="http://www.sunsetvalleyfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;Sunset Valley&lt;/a&gt; more often than the downtown market, I have been going to the Tacodeli shop on Spyglass. And I like their lunch tacos even more than the breakfast ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are two tacos that I like so much, it's hard for me to try anything else. Nearly every time I eat there (or more often, get takeout for home), I get the Heather and the Frontera Fundido Portabella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SsOgUerKllI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/A_15Isp-cv0/s1600-h/td+tacos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SsOgUerKllI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/A_15Isp-cv0/s320/td+tacos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387325852957185618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Frontera Fundido Portabella and the Heather, with a side of glorious dona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heather has a lot going on - black beans, lettuce, guacamole and tomatoes, but the taco is really all about the cheese—a big hunk of queso fresco, grilled until it's brown. It's delicious and nutty. The mushroom taco is packed—seriously packed—full of roasted portabella slices, grilled onions and poblano strips. They're even better with a good slathering of that dona sauce. I get serious cravings for these on the weekend, even once heading straight from the airport to Tacodeli after returning home from a taco-free trip to Upstate New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-6133478629447433283?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/6133478629447433283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=6133478629447433283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6133478629447433283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6133478629447433283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/tacodeli-love.html' title='Tacodeli Love'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SsOgUHNoJgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NtPkYWmBh3o/s72-c/tacodeli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-3149893528034235630</id><published>2009-09-22T16:08:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:33:01.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Austin Restaurant Week: Green Pastures</title><content type='html'>Last night, I finally got out to try a new restaurant during &lt;a href="http://restaurantweekaustin.com/"&gt;Austin Restaurant Week&lt;/a&gt;. I went to &lt;a href="http://greenpasturesrestaurant.com/"&gt;Green Pastures&lt;/a&gt;, which I live really close to, but had never visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The property is gorgeous, with a huge lawn and lots of oak trees. Peacocks, including a few starkly white albinos roam freely on the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuti2G0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/arlSkyjwcbA/s1600-h/green+pastures+peacock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuti2G0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/arlSkyjwcbA/s320/green+pastures+peacock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384406000742046530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama and baby peacock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large house itself is beautiful. I love old houses, and this one has a lot of charm. After arriving, the man and I were led to our table, through the large space where Sunday brunch is set up, to a sunroom overlooking the oaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuCVKZaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2NQP9335EBA/s1600-h/green+pastures.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuCVKZaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/2NQP9335EBA/s320/green+pastures.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384405989141931426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The walk up to the entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu had a meat, seafood and vegetarian option for the appetizers and entrees. That's thoughtful, and much appreciated. And at $25, the meal was a good value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuyVDJjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YQNs2TAyreo/s1600-h/green+pastures+rwmenu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuyVDJjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YQNs2TAyreo/s320/green+pastures+rwmenu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384406002026358322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Austin Restaurant Week Menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetizer was amazing. Brie: A Soup, A Sandwich, A Midnight Snack was a trio of a toasted brie sandwich with caramelized onions and balsamic reduction, a rich and super-mushroomy brie and mushroom soup, and a small waffle with brie, banana and fresh whipped cream. If they had this on the everyday menu as an entree, I would be there all the time. I loved every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sandwich was sweet and savory, crunchy and creamy. The soup was one of the best mushroom soups I've tasted, and the waffle was a nice treat. The banana and brie were really good together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAtw4LtJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ag8e4lYDg9M/s1600-h/green+pasture+app.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAtw4LtJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ag8e4lYDg9M/s320/green+pasture+app.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384405984456979602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brie appetizer: A little larger, and it would be a fantastic entree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an appetizer, it was a little large, and I could barely make a dent in my entree, garbanzo dumplings with exotic mushrooms. I didn't mind, though. Though a great idea, the dumplings were kind of heavy and had a little bit of a gritty texture. The mushrooms were wonderful, and the sun-dried tomatoes cut through the richness of the cream and chevre sauce wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was bread pudding. It was delicious, but I was kidding myself if I thought I could eat it. I did manage to put away almost half of it, against my better judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a great experience. I look forward to returning to Green Pastures (though I'll be calling to make sure the mushroom soup is on the menu - it's one of their rotating soup specials), and may try their Sunday brunch the next time I have family in town. It's close enough that we can roll each other home, if need be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-3149893528034235630?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/3149893528034235630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=3149893528034235630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3149893528034235630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3149893528034235630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/austin-restaurant-week-green-pastures.html' title='Austin Restaurant Week: Green Pastures'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrlAuti2G0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/arlSkyjwcbA/s72-c/green+pastures+peacock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4867981189929675839</id><published>2009-09-16T16:02:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:40:00.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>My Kolaches. Let Me Show You Them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFT-vzgIYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJFaRG1rGV8/s1600-h/kolaches+browned.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFT-vzgIYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJFaRG1rGV8/s320/kolaches+browned.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382175367133929858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't heard of kolaches before moving to Austin three years ago. In Chicago, Polish kolackys (pronounced ko-lach-keys) were popular, but are really more of a cookie than a bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really liked the kolaches I've gotten at &lt;a href="http://www.lonestarkolaches.com/"&gt;Lone Star Kolaches&lt;/a&gt; on Lamar, but I wanted to try them on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the webs for a recipe that looked tasty, and settled on one from the &lt;a href="http://homesicktexan.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-escape-kolaches.html"&gt;Homesick Texan&lt;/a&gt; blog, which I modified to suit my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gathering all my ingredients, I settled into the kitchen and started my dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I fed the yeast with sugar, flour and milk. After a little rest, the dough had puffed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFS35EuHtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HmeEKyOoegs/s1600-h/kolache+started.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFS35EuHtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HmeEKyOoegs/s200/kolache+started.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382174149851356882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTBhKJ_aI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Cupw6nTb290/s1600-h/kolache+dough+proofed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTBhKJ_aI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Cupw6nTb290/s200/kolache+dough+proofed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382174315230395810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-puffed and puffed dough starter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mixed in butter and eggs, and then the flour.  A lot of flour. I'm not even kidding; I used a lot of flour. The recipe called for 2 cups, but I ended up using closer to 3 after I turned out the 2-cup dough and it oozed over the side of the board I was working on. It had been raining for several days, so I think I can attribute a lot of that to the moisture in the air, and probably my flour. But I was a little surprised at just how I much I had to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFYm6HovJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BxWBi_9YRQk/s1600-h/kolache+dough.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFYm6HovJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/BxWBi_9YRQk/s200/kolache+dough.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382180455144012946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFYsohKDRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/646QA_iEBRA/s1600-h/kolache+dough+puffed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFYsohKDRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/646QA_iEBRA/s200/kolache+dough+puffed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382180553498430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-puffed and puffed completed dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another rise, I started filling the dough. Going kind of traditional, I used a veggie sausage and pickled jalapenos in one type and extra-sharp Cheddar and jalapenos in another. I filled the leftover dough with cherry preserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buttering and another rise, I baked them. I had to go a bit longer than the recipe suggested, baking for 20 minutes instead of 12-15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTr3FAyGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sQYnr-i0jCo/s1600-h/kolaches+buttered.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTr3FAyGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sQYnr-i0jCo/s200/kolaches+buttered.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382175042668906594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTl8YFwmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DP4XatyYuzA/s1600-h/kolaches+puffed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFTl8YFwmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DP4XatyYuzA/s200/kolaches+puffed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382174941011886690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buttered and risen kolaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my nicely browned kolaches come out of the oven, hot and steamy, was really satisfying. I don't bake a lot, but I really want to do it more. I think I found yeast breads kind of intimidating, but really, they're easy. There's just a lot of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolaches&lt;br /&gt;1 packet dry active yeast&lt;br /&gt;1 cup warm milk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 3/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup melted butter&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the yeast, milk, sugar and 1 cup of the flour in a large bowl. Cover with a towel and let rise until doubled in size (about an hour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the eggs, butter and salt. Mix until well-combined, and add the flour, 1/2 cup at a time. The dough should be moist and supple, but not oozey. If you've got a good dough (it's sticking to itself more than to your hands), you can stop before the reaching the 3 3/4 cup mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knead on a floured board for about 10 minutes. Put in a large, buttered bowl and cover. Let rise for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter a baking sheet. Punch down the dough, and begin filling: Pull off small balls of dough and pat or roll out into 3-inch discs. If filling with sausage or cheese, place in the middle of the disc and fold the sides over. Place seam-side down on a baking sheet. If using fruit preserves, use your finger to make a little well in the center of the disc. Place on the baking sheet and fill the well with about a teaspoon of fruit preserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush the tops of the kolaches with melted butter. Cover and let rise for 1/2 hour. Bake at 375 for 15-20 minutes, or until golden brown all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4867981189929675839?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4867981189929675839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4867981189929675839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4867981189929675839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4867981189929675839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hadnt-heard-of-kolaches-before-moving.html' title='My Kolaches. Let Me Show You Them.'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SrFT-vzgIYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJFaRG1rGV8/s72-c/kolaches+browned.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-7658755805310505125</id><published>2009-09-09T16:53:00.047-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:43:12.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san antonio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>San Antonio Weekend</title><content type='html'>Part of my Labor Day weekend was spent in San Antonio. It's a beautiful town, really, but kind of spread out. I can't imagine trying to manage it on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and I went down to see &lt;a href="http://www.estebanjordan.com/"&gt;Esteban Jordan&lt;/a&gt;, a Tejano-style accordion player who we heard may be retiring. The show was good—really loud, but good. The crowd kept growing as the night went on, and I think that, either they absorbed some of the noise, or my ears just gave up because it seemed to get less loud over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show, we checked out &lt;a href="http://www.lafondaonmain.com/"&gt;La Fonda&lt;/a&gt; on the recommendation of Kelly, one of the owners of &lt;a href="http://www.craigplace.com/"&gt;The Inn at Craig Place&lt;/a&gt;, where we stayed in. It was just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgv6Z65LqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/70-M55IQnE4/s1600-h/inn+at+craig+place.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgv6Z65LqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/70-M55IQnE4/s320/inn+at+craig+place.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379602435330879138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man totally won dinner. I got enchiladas rojas de queso, which were just  OK. The sauce was bland, there was a very thin layer of cheese inside, and the tortillas had a dry, crumbly texture. His roasted poblano relleno was fantastic. Unlike most chiles rellenos, this one wasn't fried—it was roasted and stuffed with queso fresco and covered with a tasty poblano cream. Somehow my fork kept finding its way onto his plate, stealing bits of chile and sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1PCygVPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AavYJ6lAh3o/s1600-h/fonda+enchi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1PCygVPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AavYJ6lAh3o/s200/fonda+enchi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379608287457072370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1TdFpNFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y0zUS0cTNrY/s1600-h/fonda+poblano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1TdFpNFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Y0zUS0cTNrY/s200/fonda+poblano.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379608363236144210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK enchiladas excellent chile relleno (with an OK enchilada on the side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got the special dessert, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crepas de higas&lt;/span&gt;, crepes with fresh figs, served with cajeta, cinnamon ice cream and fresh whipped cream. After ordering dessert, a huge downpour of rain forced everyone on the patio inside, which may be why it took a little extra long to get to us. The ice cream had melted, but was delicious as a sauce for the tender crepes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgw0Yn0JKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KQugusUg62o/s1600-h/fonda+crepe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgw0Yn0JKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KQugusUg62o/s320/fonda+crepe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379603431414834338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crepes with cajeta, figs and melted ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned to the Inn, we had fresh, warm cookies waiting for us. The next morning, we woke to an amazing breakfast. First came hot coffee and warm scones with butter and jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1po5M2YI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XvJUxTmYUS4/s1600-h/craig+coffee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1po5M2YI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XvJUxTmYUS4/s200/craig+coffee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379608744362301826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1uCnTtZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0np2GupmKRc/s1600-h/craig+scones.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqg1uCnTtZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0np2GupmKRc/s200/craig+scones.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379608819986052498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coffee and scones. Aren't the little buttered-toast spreaders adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little while later, Gregg brought up a tray holding a breakfast feast—fresh fruit, eggs Wellington and a fresh strawberry tart. I normally don't have a big appetite in the morning, but I made sure I had some of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eggs were fantastic—perfectly cooked to a velvety custard-like texture and covered with a fresh Mornay sauce and sandwiched between two tender pieces of puff pastry. The sauce, spicy from mustard and nutty with Swiss cheese, was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgxenk5GLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YMQyBC2D5ns/s1600-h/craig+eggs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgxenk5GLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YMQyBC2D5ns/s320/craig+eggs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604156983613618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fluffy and tender eggs Wellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruit cup, with melon, strawberries and grapes was refreshing and light with the rich eggs. And the strawberry tart was wonderful—how can fresh berries on top of sweet pastry cream and tender crust not be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqgxnmGQlSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xI-ypYgwxU8/s1600-h/craig+breakfast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqgxnmGQlSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xI-ypYgwxU8/s320/craig+breakfast.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604311205516578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A three-course breakfast in our room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After perusing the shops at &lt;a href="http://www.lavillita.com/"&gt;La Villita&lt;/a&gt; and spending some time on the Riverwalk&lt;a href="http://www.lavillita.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, we headed to the &lt;a href="http://www.liberty-bar.com/"&gt;Liberty Bar &lt;/a&gt;for a snack before heading back to Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bar is in a charmingly slanty building. The floors and walls, along with the large bars, are all old wood. For over 100 years old, I'd say the place is in pretty good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgx3w6AElI/AAAAAAAAAHM/chndbK_xjhw/s1600-h/liberty+bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgx3w6AElI/AAAAAAAAAHM/chndbK_xjhw/s320/liberty+bar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604588984799826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The slanty wood floor runs through the bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Along with a hibiscus-mint tea and grape juice mix, we got the pickled serranos with carrots and ginger and the goat cheese with chile morita and piloncillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, was that goat cheese good. The cheese itself was infused with the smoky flavor of the chile, and the sauce, sweet, savory and spicy, was perfect. Not a drop was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgx9GiRQ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/M3UimqJh0R0/s1600-h/liberty+cheese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgx9GiRQ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/M3UimqJh0R0/s320/liberty+cheese.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379604680690189202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spicy-sweet goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time we left, there was a line almost out the door. We'd timed it perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a few days later, I'm still thinking about that cheese dish. I want it again, and I'm determined to make it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-7658755805310505125?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/7658755805310505125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=7658755805310505125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7658755805310505125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7658755805310505125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/part-of-my-labor-day-weekend-was-spent.html' title='San Antonio Weekend'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sqgv6Z65LqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/70-M55IQnE4/s72-c/inn+at+craig+place.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-1071199785888241834</id><published>2009-09-04T13:16:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:45:52.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>Sugar Mama's Has Pies.</title><content type='html'>OK. &lt;a href="http://www.sugarmamasbakeshop.com/"&gt;Sugar Mama's Bakeshop&lt;/a&gt; has my favorite cupcakes in Austin. Or favorite anywhere, really. My favorite Sugar Mama's cupcake is The Odd Couple, which is chocolate cake with salted caramel cream cheese frosting. So chocolatey and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdj4MhJSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_kTGUySeeFo/s1600-h/sugmambag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdj4MhJSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_kTGUySeeFo/s320/sugmambag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377682301018776866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the goodies come in these little brown paper bags or unbleached paper boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've been open a year now, and had a first birthday celebration last Saturday, where they debuted their new pies in a pie-eating contest (that, sadly, I missed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to try the pie yesterday. I went with the Banana Cream, with crunchy, buttery graham cracker crust, fresh whipped cream and a caramelized banana topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkD-R0WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1EYur7lc1tk/s1600-h/sugmambcpie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkD-R0WI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1EYur7lc1tk/s320/sugmambcpie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377682304180277602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you want to steal a swipe of that whipped cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was good. Really, really good. I'm more of a cake person than a pie person, but now I want to try all the pies. Coconut cream will probably be next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a good crowd at the birthday party last weekend, happily partaking in free food by the &lt;a href="http://www.casserolequeens.com/"&gt;Casserole Queens&lt;/a&gt; and drinks by &lt;a href="http://www.titos-vodka.com/"&gt;Tito's&lt;/a&gt;, along with birthday cake and&lt;a href="http://www.nadamoo.com/"&gt; Nada Moo&lt;/a&gt; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkyvp6EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pe6fmcUXQJs/s1600-h/sugmamfood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkyvp6EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pe6fmcUXQJs/s320/sugmamfood.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377682316735408194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Casserole Queens and Tito's reps serve food and drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got there, the cupcake case had been decimated, but they still had a few of another of my favorites, the Hula - coconut cake with coconut cream cheese frosting with toasted coconut topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkc0XbZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yzD5wJ2a9qM/s1600-h/sugmamemptycase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdkc0XbZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yzD5wJ2a9qM/s320/sugmamemptycase.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377682310849588626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nearly empty cupcake case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-1071199785888241834?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/1071199785888241834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=1071199785888241834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/1071199785888241834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/1071199785888241834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/09/sugar-mamas-has-pies.html' title='Sugar Mama&apos;s Has Pies.'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SqFdj4MhJSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_kTGUySeeFo/s72-c/sugmambag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-6603110356403042079</id><published>2009-08-27T14:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:37:56.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><title type='text'>Full English</title><content type='html'>I go the &lt;a href="http://www.sunsetvalleyfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;Sunset Valley &lt;/a&gt;Farmers Market almost every week.  While I'm usually going for veggies, fruit and fresh pecans, other stuff sometimes finds itself in my bag. This can be hot sauce or pesto from Sgt. Peppers or teas from Sesa, but more often it's sweets from &lt;a href="http://www.fullenglishfood.com/?page_id=2"&gt;Full English&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbofWf7ioI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuRi0JZsnP4/s1600-h/100_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbofWf7ioI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuRi0JZsnP4/s320/100_2028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374738830626359938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The booth at Sunset Valley Farmers Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owned by a charming couple, Alice Bachini-Smith and Shad Smith, Full English makes traditional English pastries in small batches from scratch, using good ingredients like unrefined sugar, Callebaut chocolate and unbleached flours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stall always has a good variety of sweet and savory pastries, and sometimes chutney and lemon curd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbofIza1bI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JhEbqox57L4/s1600-h/100_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbofIza1bI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JhEbqox57L4/s320/100_2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374738826950006194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Savory pastries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't tried anything I didn't like there. The cheese pasties are savory and flaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flapjacks are slightly chewy, kind of crunchy oat cakes that are nothing like American pancakes. The sweet and moist cakes have a great &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oaty &lt;/span&gt;flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbogXZ2qgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3vYvi62v4Os/s1600-h/100_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbogXZ2qgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3vYvi62v4Os/s320/100_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374738848049179138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flapjacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite, though, is the rock bun, a tiny muffin-shaped crumbly cake. It's crisp on the outside, and has an amazing toasty, buttery flavor. The light crunch of the outside of the pastry is well balanced by the crumbly texture of the interior, which is chock-full of plump, juicy raisins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbogMaefWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VpwjGRun2IQ/s1600-h/100_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbogMaefWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VpwjGRun2IQ/s320/100_2260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374738845098999138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The humble but mighty Rock Bun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first rock bun, from when the stall first opened at Sunset Valley about a year and a half ago. I had bought one for me and the man to share, not knowing how delicious it was going to be. After we shared that bun later that Saturday evening, we were both upset that we a) didn't get at least two of them, and  b) had to wait a whole week before getting another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, we're been buying them in 6-packs, except for when they run out (sometimes early!), when we shake our fists at the sky and hope for better luck next week. For a while, we were getting them once a week. Now it's more occasional, but we usually try to get them when we know we're having out-of-town guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fullenglishfood.com/"&gt;Full English&lt;/a&gt; sweets are available at:&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Valley Farmers Market&lt;br /&gt;Farm to Market Grocery&lt;br /&gt;Thom's Market&lt;br /&gt;Live Oak Market&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Caffeine&lt;br /&gt;The Hideout Coffeehouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-6603110356403042079?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/6603110356403042079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=6603110356403042079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6603110356403042079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6603110356403042079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/08/full-english-food.html' title='Full English'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpbofWf7ioI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wuRi0JZsnP4/s72-c/100_2028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-8559726801668950566</id><published>2009-08-24T11:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:12:37.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rochester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><title type='text'>Tasting Home</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago (before the Great Motherboard Death of 2009), I escaped the heat of Texas for a long weekend in upstate New York. My sweetie and I visited his family and attended a wedding on Lake Seneca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool breeze off Lake Seneca, and later in the trip, off  Lake Ontario was refreshingly crisp, and a kind of chilly I forgot I could feel in the never-ending heat we're been experiencing in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the large Rochester Public Market one Thursday morning. At the first table, I saw pineapples. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are there pineapples in a farmers market in New York&lt;/span&gt;, I asked myself. I asked someone manning a table where the farm was, and was answered "We don't have a farm." So, this isn't a growers' market, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find plenty of farm tables, including one with a towering pile of fresh sweet corn that I had to sample, raw, right at the market. Coming from the Midwest, I miss big, juicy ears of sweet corn, and that one did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAgWn3y3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/T__OCEkj7uc/s1600-h/ny+apples.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAgWn3y3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/T__OCEkj7uc/s320/ny+apples.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373568967467584370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably the most abundant fruit at the market were New York apples. There were varieties I'd never heard of, and they were all incredibly inexpensive. Had I had more time in NY, I would have bought baskets and baskets of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we had a short layover at O'Hare. Being a Chicago native, I miss the airport (or, I miss living in a hub city where I don't have layovers on every trip). It's familiar, and I know I'm in for a treat whenever I visit home or have a connection there because of the &lt;a href="http://www.garrettpopcorn.com/"&gt;Garrett Popcorn&lt;/a&gt; shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAg-dKpiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GEwTIVFllDE/s1600-h/garretts+ohare.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAg-dKpiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GEwTIVFllDE/s320/garretts+ohare.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373568978160100898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why I love the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, my grandma worked downtown. Sometimes, as a treat, she'd stop by Garrett's and buy a small bag of their Chicago Mix, a sweet-salty blend of their homemade caramel and cheese corns. The caramel is buttery and sweet, and the cheese is tangy and salty and a finger-staining shade of orange. Together, they're one of my favorite foods from childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAhIdXYDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/V4J93btaLYY/s1600-h/popcorn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAhIdXYDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/V4J93btaLYY/s320/popcorn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373568980845289522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salty-sweet goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-8559726801668950566?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/8559726801668950566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=8559726801668950566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8559726801668950566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8559726801668950566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/08/tasting-home.html' title='Tasting Home'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SpLAgWn3y3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/T__OCEkj7uc/s72-c/ny+apples.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4739991148676732561</id><published>2009-07-30T17:25:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:12:57.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Melon Soup</title><content type='html'>One of the things I really dislike about the summer in Austin is the heat. It's oppressive, and it feels like it's never going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I love about the summer in Austin is the fruit. I look forward to melon season all spring long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, one of the first farms to have melon at the &lt;a href="http://www.sunsetvalley.org/"&gt;Sunset Valley&lt;/a&gt; market was Buena Tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfG3HEkmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XZ6whnzqFco/s1600-h/100_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfG3HEkmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XZ6whnzqFco/s320/100_2020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364384308884968034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buena Tierra Farms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fresh melon is crisp and cooling, and I don't think I've ever had melon as delicious as the melon I've gotten here in Texas. Maybe it's the heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also had melons I hadn't heard of before moving here, my favorite of which is the galia. It's kind of canteloupey, kind of honeydewy, and all delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfG8KbciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JJwCDMpK6M/s1600-h/100_2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfG8KbciI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JJwCDMpK6M/s320/100_2050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364384310241227298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fresh Galia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during these really hot days, a chilled melon soup is simple to make, requires no cooking and is really cooling to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melon Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One melon, preferably galia&lt;br /&gt;1-2 cups vanilla-flavored yogurt, depending on the size of the melon&lt;br /&gt;Juice of 1 lime&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons agave nectar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 inch ginger, grated&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoons chopped fresh mint leaves&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the melon in half, and scoop out and discard the seeds. Scoop the flesh into the bowl of a food processor. Add yogurt, starting with 1 cup. Add the rest of the ingredients, and more yogurt to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfHV6Qm_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4pQb0lf1_S8/s1600-h/100_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfHV6Qm_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4pQb0lf1_S8/s320/100_2066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364384317152730098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soup with mint leaves and ginger snaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Instead of croutons, I like to crush ginger snaps on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4739991148676732561?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4739991148676732561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4739991148676732561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4739991148676732561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4739991148676732561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/07/melon-soup.html' title='Melon Soup'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SnIfG3HEkmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XZ6whnzqFco/s72-c/100_2020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-210685888872333692</id><published>2009-07-23T13:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:13:22.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Grapes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitRo7xtTI/AAAAAAAAADc/H_w5dOIxuzM/s1600-h/lammes+grapes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitRo7xtTI/AAAAAAAAADc/H_w5dOIxuzM/s320/lammes+grapes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361725874942096690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolatey, grapey goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's grape time! Once a year, for only 4 days, &lt;a href="https://lammes.com/"&gt;Lammes Candies&lt;/a&gt;, a fifth-generation, family-owned local chain of candy shops,  sells their chocolate-covered grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually find myself in a Lammes store when I'm visiting home, or having out-of-town guests coming to visit me. I get a handful of their pecan-packed Texas Chewies, a buttery, chewy praline that everyone loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitR7Obf3I/AAAAAAAAADs/1ezK0iYAYQE/s1600-h/lammes+store.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitR7Obf3I/AAAAAAAAADs/1ezK0iYAYQE/s320/lammes+store.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361725879852171122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lammes on 38th &amp;amp; Lamar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitQ4hzxfI/AAAAAAAAADU/MHsr6oHAVqA/s1600-h/lammes+chewies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitQ4hzxfI/AAAAAAAAADU/MHsr6oHAVqA/s320/lammes+chewies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361725861948278258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Texas Chewies, plain, chocolate-covered, or habanero-flavored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, come grape time, I am scrambling to get there, thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should I get two boxes? Will I be able to make it back to get another before they're over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitQg6nQuI/AAAAAAAAADM/tJtwplO__b0/s1600-h/lammes+candy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitQg6nQuI/AAAAAAAAADM/tJtwplO__b0/s320/lammes+candy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361725855609864930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See them? Stacked on the back counter?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they're only available 4 days a year is beyond me. They're delicious. Better than chocolate-covered strawberries, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At $8.95 a box, they're not cheap, and the box disappears quickly. The cool grapes crunch under the hard shell of chocolate, and give way to lots of juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmiuYC2XO_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wgT3FpW6n6Q/s1600-h/lammes+grapes2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmiuYC2XO_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wgT3FpW6n6Q/s320/lammes+grapes2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361727084489554930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Half a box left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already made my way through most of my first box, thinking of the second to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-210685888872333692?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/210685888872333692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=210685888872333692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/210685888872333692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/210685888872333692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/07/chocolate-grapes.html' title='Chocolate Grapes!'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SmitRo7xtTI/AAAAAAAAADc/H_w5dOIxuzM/s72-c/lammes+grapes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-5108805540561463974</id><published>2009-07-14T17:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:15:52.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Seattle Weekend</title><content type='html'>I spent a fantastic few days in Seattle last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and I stayed in Kirkland, a cute little town across Lake Washington and near Redmond. We arrived on Friday afternoon and spent a little while at the &lt;a href="http://www.ci.kirkland.wa.us/depart/parks/Parks/Friday_Night_Market_at_Juanita_Beach.htm"&gt;Friday Night Market at Juanita Beach&lt;/a&gt;. Though small, the market held a wealth of fresh and ripe stone fruit, including a few varieties of cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, cherries. We bought about a pound from one of the first stalls we encountered, intending to take them back to our hotel and eat them later. They lasted about 5 minutes. Seriously? These were the best cherries I've had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PAY4CpuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jeO5Ctw0GrU/s1600-h/100_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PAY4CpuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jeO5Ctw0GrU/s320/100_2108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358455630992680674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were soft, juicy, sweet and really complex in flavor. I love cherries, and I thought supermarket cherries tasted good. Well, they're nearly all from Washington, and Washington cherries in Washington are like nothing I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought another pound to take back with us, along with the most delicious fresh apricot I've tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we checked out the &lt;a href="http://www.seattlefarmersmarkets.org/markets/u_district"&gt;University District Farmers Market&lt;/a&gt;, where we got even more cherries. There the standard Bings and Raniers, along with varieties I'd never even heard of - Goldens, Index and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PAl20ZHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_7EX2HfIBHo/s1600-h/100_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PAl20ZHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_7EX2HfIBHo/s320/100_2152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358455634477212786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We brought about a pound or so home with us, and have been snacking on them every night. I'm going to be sad when they're gone (probably tonight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, before heading to the airport, we ate breakfast at Trellis a farm-to-table restaurant near the water in Kirkland. After checking out the menu, I ordered the cheese plate from the dinner menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PA2M3IOI/AAAAAAAAADE/eGgZZU6gdwM/s1600-h/100_2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PA2M3IOI/AAAAAAAAADE/eGgZZU6gdwM/s320/100_2174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358455638864634082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;left to right: Cougar Gold Cheddar with toasted hazelnuts and quince paste, Mt. Townsend Seastack triple creme with orange-tomato marmalade, fresh crisp bread and Point Reyes Bleu with onion jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheese plate itself was great - the cheeses were delicious, but cold (I totally understand they weren't room-temp. Not everyone wants cheese for breakfast), and the jam and marmalade were really good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some doughnuts for the table with some house-made strawberry compote and butter. The doughnuts were fine, but would have been much better warm. They had a slight orange flavor, and were tasty with the compote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-5108805540561463974?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/5108805540561463974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=5108805540561463974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/5108805540561463974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/5108805540561463974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/07/seattle-weekend.html' title='Seattle Weekend'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/Sl0PAY4CpuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jeO5Ctw0GrU/s72-c/100_2108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-6201694305773247422</id><published>2009-07-06T16:53:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:13:38.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>House Pizzeria</title><content type='html'>I'm picky about pizza. I haven't eaten a lot of it in Austin, and I think that's mostly because the pizza here never measures up to what I'm expecting. And what I expect is a thick and chewy crust with a crisp exterior with a sweet-tart tomato sauce and good-quality toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've liked &lt;a href="http://www.homeslicepizza.com/"&gt;Home Slice&lt;/a&gt; so far, but I've found a new favorite: &lt;a href="http://www.housepizzeria.com/"&gt;House Pizzeria. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it for a lot of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have great drinks, from local beers to Mexican Cokes and Italian sodas. Plus, the plain table water is served chilled in these sexy glass bottles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0iWrlh5I/AAAAAAAAACU/--w-1y6p5mQ/s1600-h/100_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0iWrlh5I/AAAAAAAAACU/--w-1y6p5mQ/s320/100_1694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471040449709970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything is really fresh. The mixed green salad, with strawberries, chevre and walnuts has great texture and a lot of flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0iyDmE_I/AAAAAAAAACk/_xonszybztA/s1600-h/100_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0iyDmE_I/AAAAAAAAACk/_xonszybztA/s320/100_1699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471047798166514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The roasted olives sounded great, but were only OK. And for two people, the large ramekin they were served in was waaay too big. The homemade bread they were served with was good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0ij_NxWI/AAAAAAAAACc/Box3QEBSi4g/s1600-h/100_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0ij_NxWI/AAAAAAAAACc/Box3QEBSi4g/s320/100_1701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471044021699938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, the pizza is fantastic. The crust isn't thick, but it's somehow thin, crisp and chewy. The toppings are fresh and abundant. So far, I've tried the Eggplant, the Potato &amp;amp; Goat Cheese and the Arugula &amp;amp; Garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0jEKiLoI/AAAAAAAAACs/-h85N1LUbKo/s1600-h/100_1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0jEKiLoI/AAAAAAAAACs/-h85N1LUbKo/s320/100_1709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355471052659109506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crust is nicely charred on the bottom, with great texture. My favorite so far is the Arugula &amp;amp; Garlic, with piles of fresh arugula on top of melty fontina and tomato sauce. The Eggplant and the Potato &amp;amp; Goat Cheese aren't bad either. Next on the list to try: the Margherita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-6201694305773247422?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/6201694305773247422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=6201694305773247422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6201694305773247422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6201694305773247422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-pizzeria.html' title='House Pizzeria'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SlJ0iWrlh5I/AAAAAAAAACU/--w-1y6p5mQ/s72-c/100_1694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-8065068194179956404</id><published>2009-06-29T15:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:40:22.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Tarbouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tarbouchfood.com/"&gt;Tarbouch &lt;/a&gt;opened in my neighborhood about two weeks ago. The small Lebanese restaurant sits next door to Curra's on East Oltorf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkkkhpfwLTI/AAAAAAAAABk/NHZE8aY9mOo/s1600-h/tarbouch+ext.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkkkhpfwLTI/AAAAAAAAABk/NHZE8aY9mOo/s320/tarbouch+ext.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352849792599862578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At dinner on Friday night, I was lucky enough to snag the last empty table of the dozen or so in the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being new, the service was a little frazzled, but all was absolutely forgiven when the food arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the vegetarian plate, a selection of 5 dishes (chosen from a list of 9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkkkhsY_iyI/AAAAAAAAABs/Qw_KQZkM2H4/s1600-h/100_2085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkkkhsY_iyI/AAAAAAAAABs/Qw_KQZkM2H4/s320/100_2085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352849793376815906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got (clockwise from the top left) baba ghannouj, grape leaves, Tarbouch potatoes, tabbouleh and Greek salad. I'm not sure I'd get the Greek salad again -- it looked like a bagged iceberg salad mix tossed with some fresh red onion and topped with feta, but everything else was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tabbouleh was very fresh and bright, the grape leaves creamy on the inside, and the potatoes flavored with lemon and garlic, but the standout was the baba ghannouj. I could probably eat a plateful of that stuff and still go back for more. It's creamy, lemony and smoky - why isn't my baba ghannouj ever smoky? Whatever they did, I think it's some kind of eggplant voodoo because that stuff is almost too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a bite of a falafel, which I thought was just okay. But to get more of the baba ghannouj, tabbouleh and try more, I'm planning a return visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-8065068194179956404?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/8065068194179956404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=8065068194179956404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8065068194179956404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8065068194179956404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/06/tarbouch.html' title='Tarbouch'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkkkhpfwLTI/AAAAAAAAABk/NHZE8aY9mOo/s72-c/tarbouch+ext.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4765261952798591816</id><published>2009-06-22T17:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:47:34.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Okra Stew with Black-Eyed Peas</title><content type='html'>I brought this stew to a potluck dinner Friday night. With gorgeous okra from Finca Pura Vida, I thought an okra stew would be a nice, summery dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkAD_Jg4NzI/AAAAAAAAABc/GXEDeI_9ZSM/s1600-h/FQ+Stew+Step+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkAD_Jg4NzI/AAAAAAAAABc/GXEDeI_9ZSM/s320/FQ+Stew+Step+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350280740736612146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;French Quarter Stew&lt;br /&gt;3 Anaheim chiles, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 small onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons safflower oil&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 28-oz can diced tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;1 15-oz can black-eyed peas, rinsed and drained&lt;br /&gt;3/4 pound fresh okra&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat safflower oil in a large pot. Add the onion and chiles with a little salt and pepper and cook until soft, about 5 minutes. Add the garlic, and cook until beginning to soften, about a minute more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the tomatoes and tomato paste, and season with more salt and pepper. Simmer until the tomatoes begin to break down, about 10 minutes. Add black-eyed peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut okra into 1-inch pieces, discarding the stem ends. Add to the pot with the water. Cover and simmer over low heat until okra is tender-crisp, about 15 minutes. Serve over rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chiles were much hotter than I'd expected, and much hotter than other Anaheims I've had this season, so I didn't have to add any more heat (I'd planned to use jalapenos). A little Sriracha on top would do, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4765261952798591816?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4765261952798591816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4765261952798591816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4765261952798591816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4765261952798591816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/06/okra-stew-with-black-eye-peas.html' title='Okra Stew with Black-Eyed Peas'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SkAD_Jg4NzI/AAAAAAAAABc/GXEDeI_9ZSM/s72-c/FQ+Stew+Step+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-4216647620106978523</id><published>2009-06-20T01:48:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:31:30.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Bananarchy</title><content type='html'>It's hot. Like I'm-not-kidding hot. I know this is Texas, but this is ridiculous—it's only June, and it's been pushing a hundred degrees for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I stopped by the new frozen banana stand &lt;a href="http://bananarchy.net/"&gt;Bananarchy &lt;/a&gt;to check it out. In the early afternoon, there was already a small crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGdesZEEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cvP5uXn-xK4/s1600-h/100_1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGdesZEEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cvP5uXn-xK4/s320/100_1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349298298422890562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The menu is small, but it's really all you need, right? Bananas? Check. Chocolate? Check. For me, you can stop right there and I'd be just fine, but they give you even more choices. Vanilla or peanut butter coatings and a bunch of toppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGk62rZbI/AAAAAAAAABE/coPVCNKHb6k/s1600-h/100_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGk62rZbI/AAAAAAAAABE/coPVCNKHb6k/s320/100_1898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349298426241312178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can make your own banana, or choose from a combo menu with Arrested Development-inspired treats, like the GOB or Afternoon Delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGdl0XRkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3BI66XUHPFY/s1600-h/100_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGdl0XRkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3BI66XUHPFY/s320/100_1895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349298300335375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I chose to create my own, and went with a chocolate and toffee combo. The banana was cool and refreshing, but not frozen solid. I could bite right into it without gnawing at it, and the chocolate coating was crisp and sweet. Three bucks is a bit steep for one banana, but it refreshed and brought back memories of going to the &lt;a href="http://www.tastee-freez.com/"&gt;Tastee Freez&lt;/a&gt; for frozen bananas as a kid. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGlLvfXRI/AAAAAAAAABU/L7Ri2Bfzr8s/s1600-h/100_1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGlLvfXRI/AAAAAAAAABU/L7Ri2Bfzr8s/s320/100_1912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349298430774566162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bright sun and banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-4216647620106978523?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/4216647620106978523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=4216647620106978523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4216647620106978523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/4216647620106978523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/06/bananarchy.html' title='Bananarchy'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjyGdesZEEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cvP5uXn-xK4/s72-c/100_1893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-7247937967260112237</id><published>2009-06-13T11:21:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:31:57.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Enoteca Brunch</title><content type='html'>After hitting up the Farmhouse Delivery farmstand at Sinners Brunch at Jo's, the man and I headed to &lt;a href="http://www.austinvespaio.com/enoteca/enoteca.html"&gt;Enoteca &lt;/a&gt;for brunch last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we got there just after 11am, so we were able to snag a table inside and away from the already very hot sun. Also lucky, there were a few open tables, so it wasn't a problem when we had to switch when the air conditioning began dripping onto the man's back. (This was after his espresso  was spilled onto the front of his shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting settled into our drip-free table, we perused the menus and ordered. Along with a new cup of espresso, we ordered a bowl of the special soup to share - a delicious fresh peach gazpacho with creme fraiche and blueberry compote. He missed the rush of juice you get when you bite into a fresh peach, but I thought it was fantastic. The fresh peach flavor was fresh and strong, and went really well with the cooked blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPSfaoFC3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qathPsYL0TQ/s1600-h/Enoteca+peach+gazpacho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPSfaoFC3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qathPsYL0TQ/s320/Enoteca+peach+gazpacho.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346848619784113010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got pancakes. Semolina pancakes with fresh berries and vanilla gelato, to be exact. I was a little wary that there would be a huge mass of cold gelato melting over my hot pancakes, so I ordered the gelato on the side. They arrived, and the scoop of gelato was smaller than I expected, which was a good thing—it was just enough to sweeten the pancakes and make them creamy. The cakes themselves were fantastic - slightly sweet, and crisp around the edges. The berries were great, too. Fresh and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPScmI1YVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rIbeeKf_PMM/s1600-h/enoteca+pancake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPScmI1YVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rIbeeKf_PMM/s320/enoteca+pancake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346848571334680914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The man got eggs. Really good eggs. They were perfectly poached into round little balls, and served over toasted focaccia with brown butter hollandaise, roasted tomatoes and sauteed spinach. The eggs with hollandaise were pretty rich, but the tart bite of the roasted tomato cut right through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPSZXHmVCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-sO1rQzRNJY/s1600-h/Enoteca+eggs+flor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPSZXHmVCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-sO1rQzRNJY/s320/Enoteca+eggs+flor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346848515763360802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got dessert to go. I love their almond macaroons, and they seem to have a different flavor each time I go. This time, it was ginger cookie with peach filling. They were incredibly good. They're always good - so good, I didn't get a chance to take a picture of them. The smear of peach filling was kind of thin, but full of fresh flavor. Very refreshing on that hot day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-7247937967260112237?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/7247937967260112237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=7247937967260112237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7247937967260112237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7247937967260112237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/06/enoteca-brunch.html' title='Enoteca Brunch'/><author><name>Christine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lrMAJQCedxU/SjPSfaoFC3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qathPsYL0TQ/s72-c/Enoteca+peach+gazpacho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-7694607909404882903</id><published>2009-06-08T13:27:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:02:01.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>Farmhouse Delivery at Sinners Brunch</title><content type='html'>I've been getting emails from &lt;a href="http://www.farmhousedelivery.com/"&gt;Farmhouse Delivery&lt;/a&gt;, a local produce delivery service, for several weeks, but I've never gotten a delivery. I like going to the farmers market way too much, so I've been reluctant to order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, Farmhouse Delivery hosted a farmstand at Jo's Coffee on South Congress, so I jumped at the chance to try their produce while choosing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Si1bkReUrUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vGQUdguruZk/s1600-h/Farmhouse+Stand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Si1bkReUrUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vGQUdguruZk/s320/Farmhouse+Stand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345029011482651970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was just one table, but it was loaded with goodies - heirloom tomatoes (fortunate, because we'd eaten almost all of those we got at the Saturday downtown market), sweet corn, Texas mangoes and citrus, chard, potatoes, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bagful of tomatoes, sweet corn, two types of cucumbers, limes and a mango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Si1Z04VQFpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ti7Mm42Ch3E/s1600-h/Farmhouse+Booty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Si1Z04VQFpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ti7Mm42Ch3E/s320/Farmhouse+Booty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345027097768236690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;farmstand booty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't wait to eat a nice tomato-cucumber salad, one of my favorite summer salads, and juicy sweet corn. The tomatoes smell fantastic, and the sweet corn looks great with its tightly closed husks and moist silks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmhouse Delivery's farmstand at Sinner's Brunch runs Sundays 10:30 am -1 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-7694607909404882903?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/7694607909404882903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=7694607909404882903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7694607909404882903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7694607909404882903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/06/farmhouse-delivery-at-sinners-brunch.html' title='Farmhouse Delivery at Sinners Brunch'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Si1bkReUrUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vGQUdguruZk/s72-c/Farmhouse+Stand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-6325470856538267700</id><published>2009-05-27T13:05:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:33:01.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Beans!</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make: I am a dried-bean novice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I eat a lot of beans. After being vegetarian for about 15 years, I have only used lentils in their dried state. (Do lentils even count? They take no time.) Other beans just seemed like too much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been satisfied with canned beans—they're a great convenience food and really good for you. It's so simple to just open a can, rinse the beans, and add them to a recipe or salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shopping last weekend, I finally decided to take the plunge and make dried beans instead of canned. I chose black beans, because they're one of my favorites and I could imagine using a whole batch in just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting ready to soak the beans before going to bed Monday night. Just for good measure, I checked with the old standby, The Joy of Cooking, which suggested that black beans don't need to be soaked at all. Apparently, soaking them only eliminates a tiny portion of the gas-causing sugars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to bed and left the bean-making for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking over and rinsing the beans, I just boiled them with a chopped onion and jalapeno, adding salt and pepper when they were almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2He8ki81I/AAAAAAAAAEs/bQ7Ix4R-gI4/s1600-h/black+beans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2He8ki81I/AAAAAAAAAEs/bQ7Ix4R-gI4/s320/black+beans.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340573698856514386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy crap! My black beans are actually black! I've always hated how my black beans turn out brown after I cook them out of a can with other ingredients. Seeing perfectly black black beans in restaurants was frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew all it would take was a super-simple method of cooking dried beans? OK, probably a lot of people, but whoa—I am so happy with these. They're prettier, have a firmer bite and taste better than their canned counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad thing is that the process stained my favorite pot. It's enameled cast-iron, and its creamy interior has been stained before. I think the blue-black ring should come out with further cooking or a good baking soda scrubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2Hjo7PFJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D9NDevvq34M/s1600-h/sidepot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2Hjo7PFJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D9NDevvq34M/s200/sidepot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340573779482317970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2HnhJjZbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Gy3EY8O122Q/s1600-h/fullpot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2HnhJjZbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Gy3EY8O122Q/s200/fullpot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340573846114362802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am definitely going to be using dried beans more often. They're much easier to use than I thought, not to mention delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-6325470856538267700?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/6325470856538267700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=6325470856538267700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6325470856538267700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/6325470856538267700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/beans.html' title='Beans!'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sh2He8ki81I/AAAAAAAAAEs/bQ7Ix4R-gI4/s72-c/black+beans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-2997669350018761394</id><published>2009-05-26T15:08:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:33:30.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Tam Deli &amp; Cafe</title><content type='html'>Living in South Austin, getting up north to eat doesn't happen all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently, I checked out Tam Deli and Cafe, a little Vietnamese place on North Lamar. The man and I split all the dishes so we could try everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began with a veggie steam bun. It was much larger and fresher than most steam buns I've tried in the past. It was stuffed with a veggie filling that seemed heavy on taro. It was warm, mild and comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMqHJbMpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v4r5la5ofDc/s1600-h/Tam+Veg+SteamBun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMqHJbMpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v4r5la5ofDc/s320/Tam+Veg+SteamBun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227544511361682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next came the Bahn Mi Chay. Stuffed with carrots and jalapenos, it had a great flavor. The bread was great—crusty on the outside and chewy on the inside, but the filling could have used something more hearty. Maybe tofu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMVRi3XUI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPwDod8r0Zo/s1600-h/Tam+Bahn+Mi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMVRi3XUI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPwDod8r0Zo/s320/Tam+Bahn+Mi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227186525166914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The special house egg noodles with vegetables and tofu tasted fresh, and the veggies still had a little crunch. The sauce on the noodles was quite mild, but was made much better with the vinegar sauce it was served with and the red sauce on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMcwYuuDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zpqENTcbpPA/s1600-h/Tam+EggNoodles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMcwYuuDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zpqENTcbpPA/s320/Tam+EggNoodles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227315063240754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessert is where we chose our own dishes. He got sticky rice with coconut sauce. The purple rice was well done and only mildly sweet, and the salty coconut sauce was fun to dip in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMmCqSjBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WpA7EhpQqHY/s1600-h/Tam+Sweet+Sticky+Rice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMmCqSjBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WpA7EhpQqHY/s320/Tam+Sweet+Sticky+Rice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227474587552786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got the Che with tapioca and bananas, served warm. Suspended in a sweet-salty and slightly sour coconut milk, the tapioca was soft and comforting. I think more desserts should be served warm - it just gives me the warm fuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShzKQuJPKMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zMyUAxFkOng/s1600-h/Tam+Che+BanTap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShzKQuJPKMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zMyUAxFkOng/s320/Tam+Che+BanTap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365646768056514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall, I had a tasty meal at Tam. The toughtest part was choosing dessert. They have amazing-looking cream puffs, more varieties of Che (including one with sweet corn, which I LOVE), variations on sticky rice and cookies - I had to force myself to put down a delicious-looking box of tuiles. I'll definitely be back, at least for dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-2997669350018761394?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/2997669350018761394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=2997669350018761394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2997669350018761394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/2997669350018761394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/tam-deli-cafe.html' title='Tam Deli &amp; Cafe'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShxMqHJbMpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v4r5la5ofDc/s72-c/Tam+Veg+SteamBun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-3659281695222286487</id><published>2009-05-20T16:55:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:07:48.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Ugly Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShR9pgNSixI/AAAAAAAAADM/W9dkSGtasao/s1600-h/ugly+soup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShR9pgNSixI/AAAAAAAAADM/W9dkSGtasao/s320/ugly+soup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338029610314664722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get on these food &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kicks&lt;/span&gt; (don't call it a rut!), and lately I've been making lots of soup. For some reason, when the weather got to 90 and stayed there, I couldn't get enough of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most-made soup the last several weeks is one I call Ugly Soup. It's kind of like a Vietnamese-style hot and sour soup, spicy with chiles and sour with lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's delicious, and pretty good for you. But it's ugly. Really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got a whole head of shredded cabbage boiled in it, and that stuff just ain't pretty. But boy, is it tasty! I put a little fresh cilantro on top to dress is up a little, but it's clearly drab. The cabbage is light - almost grey, and tofu looks like, well, tofu - beige and square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes and pineapple make it more tart and fresh-tasting, and the color from the tomatoes helps a bit, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could probably make this stuff a couple times a month and still not get sick of it. Even in the heat, it's light and fresh and feels nourishing to eat. The hot, sour and slightly sweet broth is irresistible, and I love the slight crunch of the cabbage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-3659281695222286487?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/3659281695222286487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=3659281695222286487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3659281695222286487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/3659281695222286487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ugly-soup.html' title='Ugly Soup'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShR9pgNSixI/AAAAAAAAADM/W9dkSGtasao/s72-c/ugly+soup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-7052025623240897548</id><published>2009-05-18T18:17:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:34:04.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Blue Dahlia Bistro</title><content type='html'>On a recent Friday evening, I checked out &lt;a href="http://www.bluedahliabistro.com/"&gt;Blue Dahlia Bistro&lt;/a&gt; before heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.rudemechs.com/"&gt;Off Center &lt;/a&gt;for a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was an early dinner, we were able to catch some great happy hour deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHsl054pfI/AAAAAAAAABs/cFefo6mR2b8/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHsl054pfI/AAAAAAAAABs/cFefo6mR2b8/s320/Blue+Dahlia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307168011494898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The man and I shared a tableful of snacky foods on the back patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To drink, he had a Belgian beer, while I had a fresh lemonade with pomegranate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHxcnaV2CI/AAAAAAAAADE/WsU727qJCeA/s1600-h/Blue+Dhalia+Beer2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHxcnaV2CI/AAAAAAAAADE/WsU727qJCeA/s200/Blue+Dhalia+Beer2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337312507328845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHxY2dmKsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Sz5pnhmYBLU/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia+Pom+Lem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHxY2dmKsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Sz5pnhmYBLU/s200/Blue+Dahlia+Pom+Lem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337312442649553602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First was the tartine with brie, apricot jam and walnuts. I think this might have been my favorite dish of the evening. The brie was room temperature and soft, and the jam lent a sweet-sour note and the walnuts a nice crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHtAKLdIyI/AAAAAAAAACc/2hyDJY15vR8/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia+Tartine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHtAKLdIyI/AAAAAAAAACc/2hyDJY15vR8/s320/Blue+Dahlia+Tartine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307620398932770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A platter loaded with hummus, tabbouleh, olives, sun-dried tomatoes and fresh breads arrived next. The breads, especially the olive bread, were tasty. The tabbouleh was probably the best thing on the plate—very fresh and herbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHs7v5U5nI/AAAAAAAAACU/0ttJs7zyO9o/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia+Hummus+Plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHs7v5U5nI/AAAAAAAAACU/0ttJs7zyO9o/s320/Blue+Dahlia+Hummus+Plate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307544624096882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A white bean and mint gazpacho was quite mild. After adding salt, it woke up a little, but didn't hold up to the rest of the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHvRV9WClI/AAAAAAAAACs/qk8zw4mstQo/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia+Gaz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHvRV9WClI/AAAAAAAAACs/qk8zw4mstQo/s320/Blue+Dahlia+Gaz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337310114642004562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We'd gotten to dinner so early, we were going to be too early for the show. Too full for dessert, we opted for some warm after-dinner drinks. He got a latte; I got a chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHs1EvHcRI/AAAAAAAAACE/UQDHvf9h4tU/s1600-h/Blue+Dahlia+Chai.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHs1EvHcRI/AAAAAAAAACE/UQDHvf9h4tU/s320/Blue+Dahlia+Chai.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307429959332114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sipping it on the serene back patio was really enjoyable. The only problem were the flies. Throughout the meal, we had to swat at swarms of flies to prevent them from landing on our food. Kind of distracting, but overall the meal and the setting were really nice. I'll definitely be back to sample more of the menu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-7052025623240897548?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/7052025623240897548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=7052025623240897548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7052025623240897548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7052025623240897548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-dahlia-bistro.html' title='Blue Dahlia Bistro'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/ShHsl054pfI/AAAAAAAAABs/cFefo6mR2b8/s72-c/Blue+Dahlia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-7241372323526161654</id><published>2009-05-15T15:27:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:57:12.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>El Meson</title><content type='html'>Since Las Manitas closed a while back, I've been looking for a place that makes really good vegetarian breakfast tacos. Last weekend, I checked out El Meson, which is waaay over by the airport.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QZ4a8KlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1wIlwg0hbrQ/s1600-h/100_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QZ4a8KlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1wIlwg0hbrQ/s320/100_1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336150276564593234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After finding the secluded little place, I was delighted by the charming interior, with tiled tabletops, small two-tops and larger booths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QinsvtqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f10Oz5ocyoY/s1600-h/100_1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QinsvtqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/f10Oz5ocyoY/s320/100_1494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336150426694694562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orders placed at the counter, we found ourselves at one of the two-tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QeRzcFvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_vCJPcwjMBM/s1600-h/100_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QeRzcFvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_vCJPcwjMBM/s320/100_1493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336150352097711858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Within just a few minutes, our order was up: two tacos for me, and huevos motulenos for the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3Qr0preAI/AAAAAAAAABM/VRGFmjtOJQA/s1600-h/100_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3Qr0preAI/AAAAAAAAABM/VRGFmjtOJQA/s320/100_1500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336150584790317058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tacos: black bean, mushroom and cheese; black bean and fresh cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3Qmu5UwkI/AAAAAAAAABE/U4JL5OPR9zQ/s1600-h/100_1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3Qmu5UwkI/AAAAAAAAABE/U4JL5OPR9zQ/s320/100_1498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336150497345978946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huevos motulenos with beans, potatoes and tortillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The tacos were good. I'd heard the tortillas were fresh, but when I asked at the counter if they were homemade the reply was, "not today." Still, for store-bought, they were good and corn-y. The black beans were delicious, and had some fresh peppers and onions in them. The cactus was fresh and still a little crunchy - so good, and it also had some heat from fresh peppers. So much better than canned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salsa made it even better. It was smokey, tangy and hot with chile de arbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a taste of the huevos motulenos, too. The two sauces were very fresh and vibrant, and the potatoes were well seasoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the distance, I think I'll return to try lunch. The calabicitas plate sounds really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-7241372323526161654?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/7241372323526161654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=7241372323526161654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7241372323526161654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/7241372323526161654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-meson.html' title='El Meson'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/Sg3QZ4a8KlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1wIlwg0hbrQ/s72-c/100_1503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-8076844244035003223</id><published>2009-05-08T17:29:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:34:39.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Cauliflower Soup: Better with Air Conditioning</title><content type='html'>There are so many good veggies at the market now. I got an incredibly gorgeous golden cauliflower recently at &lt;a href="http://www.sunsetvalleyfarmersmarket.org/"&gt;Sunset Valley&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQDFcAQfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wW9k5ggl-pQ/s1600-h/cauli1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQDFcAQfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wW9k5ggl-pQ/s320/cauli1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333898085108040178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My usual method of cooking cauliflower is roasting - I find it really brings out the flavor without having to add much of anything else, except for a little bit of butter and salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating a lot of soup lately, so I tried a creamy cauliflower version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start, I chopped the cauliflower and roasted it until it was golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQIxBINeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iNFfZ_sFrgA/s1600-h/cut+cauli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQIxBINeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iNFfZ_sFrgA/s320/cut+cauli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333898182705821154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As it was roasting, the house got hotter and hotter. That's not so unusual, but the air conditioning was on. I checked the vents, and air was coming out, but it wasn't cold. Uh oh. Now, I had roasting vegetables &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I had to eat a bowl of hot soup pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added the cauliflower to a pot of sauteed carrot, onion potato and vegetable broth and boiled it all together for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added fresh milk and parsley and whirred it with a hand blender until it was smooth-ish (I like some texture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQM0hF52I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tQb9OALc5-A/s1600-h/cauli+soup2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQM0hF52I/AAAAAAAAAAk/tQb9OALc5-A/s320/cauli+soup2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333898252364670818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The result was delicious, and really pretty. I love the pale orange color. I'd thought about adding some Full Quiver Cheddar for sharpness, but I forgot. (I blame the heat.) It was good, even without the cheese, but I may try it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating hot soup in a hot house is not the most comfortable thing in the world, but when the soup turns out really well, it isn't all that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-8076844244035003223?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/8076844244035003223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=8076844244035003223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8076844244035003223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/8076844244035003223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/05/cauliflower-soup-better-with-air.html' title='Cauliflower Soup: Better with Air Conditioning'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4OHDHlZDkpw/SgXQDFcAQfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wW9k5ggl-pQ/s72-c/cauli1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-1460186959022359674</id><published>2009-04-30T11:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:35:06.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>Gelato, Why Not-O?</title><content type='html'>I have a sweet tooth—there's no denying it. As a child, most of my allowance was spent on candy, and even today I jump at the chance to try new sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed, though, that despite my love of sweets, given the choice, I'll opt for a savory snack most of the time. Often, I'll reach for the salty popcorn before going for the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, some culinary geniuses have worked to combine the two, and the sweet and salty combination has absolutely become one of my favorite flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sample a salty-sweet and cold confection on a recent warm evening, I headed to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/I%20have%20a%20sweet%20tooth%20-%20there%27s%20no%20denying%20it.%20As%20a%20child,%20most%20of%20my%20allowance%20was%20spent%20on%20candy,%20and%20even%20today%20I%20jump%20at%20the%20chance%20to%20try%20new%20sweets.%20%20I%27ve%20noticed,%20though,%20that%20despite%20my%20love%20of%20sweets,%20given%20the%20choice,%20I%27ll%20opt%20for%20a%20savory%20snack%20most%20of%20the%20time.%20Often,%20I%27ll%20reach%20for%20the%20salty%20popcorn%20before%20going%20for%20the%20cake.%20%20Luckily,%20some%20culinary%20geniuses%20have%20worked%20to%20combine%20the%20two,%20and%20the%20sweet%20and%20salty%20combination%20has%20absolutely%20become%20one%20of%20my%20favorite%20flavors.%20%20To%20sample%20a%20salty-sweet"&gt;Teo&lt;/a&gt;, near Central Market on 38th St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presented with a case full of fresh gelato, I usually waffle, trying to decide on which flavor to choose. At Teo, I had no problem in selecting a small scoop of the Salted Caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfnQs8RzJOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j3H9MkLg660/s1600-h/gelato.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfnQs8RzJOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j3H9MkLg660/s320/gelato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330521104483296482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was delicious - sweet and creamy, with bites of salt throughout creating slightly meltier pockets throughout the scoop. Even better, it was shot throughout with shards of crunchy burnt sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the only improvement would have been a sugar cone. I love an edible container, but couldn't really justify putting a tiny scoop of gelato into a big waffle cone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143353979995560966-1460186959022359674?l=ready-to-eat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/feeds/1460186959022359674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143353979995560966&amp;postID=1460186959022359674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/1460186959022359674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143353979995560966/posts/default/1460186959022359674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ready-to-eat.blogspot.com/2009/04/gelato-why-not-o.html' title='Gelato, Why Not-O?'/><author><name>readytoeat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfnQs8RzJOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j3H9MkLg660/s72-c/gelato.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143353979995560966.post-5989557433732007973</id><published>2009-04-21T13:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:35:30.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Stuffed Squash</title><content type='html'>At last Saturday's farmers market, I found some round squash. The farmer described them as being similar to zucchini in texture and flavor. Since I hadn't had them before, I thought I'd give them a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their full, round shape and flat bottoms make them perfect for stuffing. It's been quite warm, so I decided to use a light and summery quinoa mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I scooped out the middles, creating hollows in which to stuff the stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/Se4rXTeQAsI/AAAAAAAAADg/OZoC3XCxjpQ/s1600-h/hollowsquash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/Se4rXTeQAsI/AAAAAAAAADg/OZoC3XCxjpQ/s200/hollowsquash.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327243088590013122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, I stuffed them with a mixture of the sauteed middles, cooked quinoa, &lt;a href="http://www.purelucktexas.com/"&gt;Pure Luck&lt;/a&gt; feta , tomatoes, toasted almonds, fresh parley and mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfdNHyeBIOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BfvqDy6Dt9M/s1600-h/stuffed+squash2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfdNHyeBIOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BfvqDy6Dt9M/s320/stuffed+squash2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329813480218370274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I baked them until they browned a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfdMhMFy1_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ffw70sH-NNA/s1600-h/browned+squash2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wmM_X6PWRE/SfdMhMFy1_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ffw70sH-NNA/s320/browned+squash2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329812817081194482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they turned out really well for a dish thrown together on the fly, and I'll probably make them again, or at least a variation. Next time, I might add more fresh herbs—their flavor, especially the mint's, got a little dulled with the cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The squash themselves did taste a lot like zucchini, juicy and buttery, but has slightly more bite to them. Overall, the dish tasted really fresh and summery. 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