Memories of Grandma Mame
More often than not, when people talk about rhubarb the word grandma comes up in the conversation.
I first tasted rhubarb, stewed rhubarb actually, many years ago in my Grandma Continue reading
Memories of Grandma MameMore often than not, when people talk about rhubarb the word grandma comes up in the conversation.
I first tasted rhubarb, stewed rhubarb actually, many years ago in my Grandma Continue reading
Chisaya Mama—the Mother Grain of the IncasFor almost 6000 years, quinoa (pronounced keen-wa)—known as the sacred grain of the Incas—has been cultivated in the Andean mountain regions of Peru, Chile and Bolivia. And yet quinoa is not a grain Continue reading
My Sister Made Me Do ItBut then, it didn’t take much for her to persuade me to try the edamame (eh-dah-MAH-meh) at El Segundo, California’s only Japanese restaurant. They were fun Continue reading
Food Art Japanese StyleBeautiful and easy to make—a bowl of sushi rice topped with a number of lovingly prepared and artfully arranged ingredients. Chirashi is translated as “scattered,” Continue reading
The Elusive Nature of Spring
Okay, it just came to me. I grew up in Southern California where spring was similar to summer just a bit cooler and with enough days of rain for months of beautiful flowers. I guess (even after 25 years) I haven’t yet adjusted to springtime in Montana where one day Continue reading