Travel is Good for the Soul and the Belly
Wednesday is market day.
We live in rural Umbria, so if you want fresh fish or flowers, you better get down to Umbertide early…or no fish for you!
Bloodthirsty Go now! Go find ‘em! Get thee some blood oranges now! One of Jeff’s best cocktail inventions ever. Inspired by Bluecoat gin….oh yeah!
Another reason to love Italy: Tarocco blood oranges.
Taroccos make sweet, low acid juice, which are perfect for your morning antioxidant, low calorie, breakfast of champions. Tarocco’s have the highest vitamin C content of any orange, and are high in fiber. How can something taste so good and be healthy when it comes in crazy Fred Flinstone vitamin colors?
We opened the door and the house exhaled. As though it had been holding it’s breathe since we closed the door last fall.
First things first, we flung open the windows and let in sunshine and fresh breezes; in the process we woke up a few sleepy spiders and sent dust bunnies flying.
Finally, it was Kitchen Assault day.
“I don’t have time to cook.” How many times have you heard this or said it yourself? It really isn’t about time, is it? It’s about priorities. I get it. Twitter is an addictive time suck, but you have to fight the cravings if you want to eat ravioli.
An Ode to Moe, the Butcher.
I’m heading home, walking down Elizabeth St, it’s late and I have to pick up something to make for dinner. I’m dreading having to go to the Gougers Garage, when I spy a small Alabanese butcher store. The little bell tinkles as I open the door and step into a kinder, gentler, funnier world.