tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36121281398673010852011-11-23T22:33:48.878-08:00Solo es yo. Y este es mi año.yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-66536806337879346472008-07-27T10:40:00.000-07:002008-07-27T23:11:34.458-07:00

Dude.On the way back from the beautiful Yakima valley, my parents and I stopped in Sunnyside for some delicious Mexican eats. I happened to know that right down the road from my favorite Sunnyside eatery was a little burger joint that sells fried asparagus.I was just hungry, but now I need shoes. And, apparently, New Balance shoes.That is weird.Let's all go to Burger Ranch!Frozen New Balance

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-4138822212633716712008-07-23T10:22:00.000-07:002008-07-23T11:07:24.753-07:00

I am willing to get up before noon for this. It's that good.So with my parents being in town and me being unemployed, it just made sense to take them out for the greatest eggs Benedict in town - at Glo's on Olive Way. I never even liked eggs Benedict before I had them there, but their combination of (usually) perfectly poached eggs and amazingly tasty hollandaise sauce won me over. Mmmm.It's

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-70831632156912837282008-07-13T09:54:00.000-07:002008-07-14T20:07:52.605-07:00

Kumquat-tini. How very asian.The first day of my parents' visit to my new hometown, my aunt wanted to take them somewhere Vietnamese. For some reason, she decided that this should be Tamarind Tree. The only restaurant in International District with a line out the door.Comprised entirely of white people.Anyway, it's a more upscale Vietnamese place with fancy cocktails and very low lighting.Asian

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-16518455149689257192008-07-07T09:48:00.000-07:002008-07-10T23:41:22.099-07:00

Sometimes to make cupcakes you have to process a few blueberries.It's summertime! hooray!I felt as if I hadn't done a cupcake in a while (like, a really really long while) so the best way to ring in my new favorite of seasons seemed obvious. A nice, summery cupcake!After toying with a few different ideas, I decided I wanted to do a blueberry cake with an avocado frosting. Why? I can't remember.

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-68179296483611807172008-07-07T09:37:00.000-07:002008-07-08T16:44:04.389-07:00

Non-melty cheese. Such potential. Sometimes, when I need to bribe people, I entice them with the promise of a home-cooked meal. This usually only works when it wouldn't have taken much persuasion to get my way in the first place, but it does give me a reason to cook for other people. Win!Having my friend Maverick over before he gave me a ride out to Arrested Development night allowed me to try

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-37190783209231588742008-07-01T12:22:00.000-07:002008-07-06T23:46:56.081-07:00

Toasted just before burnt.I know what y'all are thinking. Hey, what happened to the cooking on this blog? There sure is a lot of eating out and whatnot, but the cooking side has been sadly light.Well, that's true. I don't know why that is. Lazy, I guess. But! In preparation for my parents' visit to town, and the subsequent overeating that was inevitable, I turned to vegetables for a week. Here

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-33715030498078124782008-06-29T23:38:00.000-07:002008-06-30T00:24:17.384-07:00

Grill fodder.If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I love to barbecue. I live for it. Well, sort of. To the point where whenever anyone around me mentions the b-word, I start dreaming about marinating meats and charring vegetables.A neighborhood friend was hosting a barbecue, giving me a great opportunity to feed people and show off my marinating skills. Two of my favorite

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Da-dum. . . da-dum. . . da-dum. . . chopstick attack!!So Carlo zoomed quickly through Seattle on his way back out of town, and I of course sprung on the opportunity to go out for more food. Food!Sushi off the starboard deck!Sushi was the decided course of action, so we went for a quick bite at Hana, on Broadway. Yay! I ordered the Hana special. It comes in a boat. A boat!! Man I love that. Why

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-50680852253053187932008-06-16T18:47:00.000-07:002008-06-17T01:41:12.959-07:00

Time to play "get your friends soaked in the fountain!"Hey! Remember Folklife? It was only a few weeks ago. . .So I went. Even after there was a stupid shooting the first night. Which was kind of funny (no one was fatally injured) because I didn't actually notice that anything was different. I maybe saw a few more police officers around, but honestly things were pretty much the same as I remember

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-83950897080884956112008-06-11T17:26:00.000-07:002008-06-11T23:47:29.131-07:00

My, what a lovely place to queue. The picture above is the reason I am no longer interested in SIFF. I went to one of the films last year and spent way too much time standing around the block from the theatre. And this is with pre-purchased tickets. More like Seattle International Standing-in-Line Festival. HA!So instead of waiting around for hours to see a maybe brilliant movie, I opted to have

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-21208831765326270542008-06-06T23:23:00.000-07:002008-06-09T17:16:24.475-07:00

Miso face!After our afternoon Japanese food fail, Xtine, Brenna and I gave it another shot. I'd never had luck getting into Maneki, something of a foodie legend in these parts. Also, incidentally, the recent winner of the American Classic award from the James Beard Foundation. Everybody I know has pledged their undying allegiance to the place, something like. . . "in sushi and udon we trust."

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-8354384797876327092008-06-01T21:39:00.000-07:002008-06-04T00:48:59.822-07:00

Eeeeeeek!I recall the weekend of last year's University District Street Fair. It was so crappy and rainy out that I actually passed on the opportunity to wander around among weird stuff vendors and delicious festival foods. Tragic!This year, however, it was ridiculously gorgeous and I happily skipped my about-to-be-sunburned hide over to the U-District.Mine's better. But this is still good.So

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-20109238356503631072008-05-29T20:26:00.000-07:002008-05-31T10:36:22.045-07:00

What a beautiful day for cheese!Lucky for my Fargo friends, they happened to be in town the same weekend of Seattle's amazing, spectacular Cheese Festival!This was actually something I had missed last year. The thought of pulsing hoards of cheese-hungry tourists. *shudder* But this year I thought I'd brave it to show my friends a good time. And because, let's face it, cheese is awesome.There are

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-35312370525869574122008-05-29T19:36:00.000-07:002008-05-29T20:22:31.279-07:00

Brenna and Xtine. Just waitin' for the bus.Hey guess what! I had more visitors last week! And that's why I've sucked so badly at getting a new blog up! I'm . . . sorry. Man I suck at this.So anyway, Brenna and Xtine from glorious Fargo came to visit me in my new hometown of Seattle. Lovely. Brenna requested we go eat something that she couldn't get in the Midwest, so we headed off to get some

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-72223368547640608762008-05-14T22:58:00.000-07:002008-05-21T00:02:41.308-07:00

This is what I started my day with. That could've killed someone. It almost killed that poor sandwich board sign. Danger!Normally this would be a sprite, but at agastropub it's a homemade-mint-cucumber-muddled-soda.Anyway. After hitting the Emerald City Comicon, a few friends and I headed up to Capitol Hill to check out Quinn's - one of those fancy new gastropubs. So, kind of high-concept,

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-84768603528287441062008-05-11T21:00:00.000-07:002008-05-11T22:02:40.245-07:00

You and me both, vibes.Something's been making me sad.Ever since I decided I wanted to cook things, I've been fairly successful in most of my endeavors. Generally with a little internet research and Alton Brown know-how, I can get most dishes approximated. All except for. . . biscuits and gravy.Why would I ever want to make them? Well, that Moos of mine loves them. And ever since he told me that

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-47586033194564716472008-05-06T16:56:00.000-07:002008-05-07T12:00:54.230-07:00

Dad's Root Beer? Who has that anymore. So after our ethnic food adventure, I figured I'd take it easy on Dan's midwestern palate. So taking a "damn it, it's raining again" break from the Fremont Sunday Market, we stopped into Blue Moon Burgers.Much like my oven fries, these only look crispy.I'm generally a straight up cheeseburger kind of girl, but this particular day I was feeling saucy - and

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Premature delicious.And now for the (much belated) second part of my Dantastic weekend!This being her first visit to the emerald city, we were pretty much obligated to hit Pike Place Market. And since she's dating this Russian boy, I thought I'd take her for some tasty Russian treats. Piroshky!For those not in the know, piroshkies are delicious pastries filled with varied innards - generally beef

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It's a rare and beautiful thing.Hello, dear blog readers.I want to take a break from regularly scheduled programming. I had originally planned to post the exciting conclusion of my adventure with Dan, but something's happened. Something. . . fantastic.I was wandering through my local foodmart this evening and decided to browse the wine section for a little funtime refreshment. I don't drink beer,

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900 calories each. And it's fine.This was an awesome weekend. Why? Well. . . my friend Dan came to visit me! It's kind of red-letter when I get visitors, since all of my friends are either too poor or too career-minded to come hang out with me on the left coast. And I'm far too busy and important to visit them. So I was pretty jazzed when Dan said she would spend a long weekend in my rainy

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Hey, Jon, thanks for showing me how my manual focus works!This rainy city I live in has been enjoying some unseasonably gorgeous weather of late. I pretty much love it. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the soul-crushing gray rainy winter as much as the next Seattlite, but when the sun comes out, it really becomes a beautiful place to live.I took advantage of a sunny summer Sunday afternoon with a

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-34458263744351713042008-04-08T21:50:00.000-07:002008-04-08T23:05:42.869-07:00

Didn't those spoons used to come with little ice creams?I am relatively new to the world of the business professional. My experience with the 9 to 5 has been varied and, at times, uncomfortable. Especially when it comes to the business lunch. Food to me is something fairly intimate, and I like to enjoy it. It's hard for me to enjoy food when I'm around people who control my income, but I'm

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-20079414661500670172008-04-05T14:26:00.000-07:002008-04-05T18:45:39.684-07:00

The St Hubert chicken > Col Sanders.I've been enthralled with Canadian culture for a while. It's a combination of hockey, music, and teenage soap operas. Mainly the last one. I wait with bated breath for the next episode of Degrassi: The Next Generation. I'm addicted to it. In a very unhealthy way.Made more unhealthy by the fact that it's sparked a curiosity in me about poutine. Poutine is the

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Ssssssalsa!I am very much a creature of impulse. Oftentimes it lands me in some pretty wacky situations, but I am a slave to my whims. It's not always a bad thing, sometimes it ends in me getting exactly what I want.And sometimes what I want is a big, gooey mess of tex-mex goodness. There's a common complaint heard in Seattle regarding Mexican food - that the authentic stuff is available and of

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-55282801544396632292008-03-24T23:13:00.000-07:002008-03-25T00:07:34.632-07:00

Such donuts!No, this post has nothing to do with donuts. I just had to pick up two dozen of them from Top Pot for a thing at work, and I'd never been in possession of so many donuts before. It was a little magical. I mean, just look at them!Aaaanyway. . . . I've been a little preoccupied with sweet potatoes and yams lately. I blame this one on my dad. I don't think he likes them, so we never had

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Classy.Sometimes being a grownup is weird. Like for instance when a band from your youth decides to get back together and you can go see them now because your parents can't tell you that you're not allowed to go. Well, they could, but would you listen?I went to see the Presidents of the United States of America at The Paramount, this beautiful theatre in downtown Seattle. It's actually far too

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-45232726630817888732008-03-16T20:13:00.000-07:002008-03-17T00:11:46.949-07:00

Spring! It's. . . springing!One thing I love about living in Seattle is Pike Place Market. Yes, it is touristy and showy, and generally crowded and ridiculous, but it's still a local market full of fresh produce, seafood, and other great products. Sometimes it's great just to stop in for a drink or a snack.The drink was what drew me in on Saturday. There's a fresh juicery I like to stop by when

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-27584331501115495242008-03-09T23:23:00.001-07:002008-03-10T00:18:09.102-07:00

Rosemary: who knew?Most of the time, my ideas for cupcake flavors come from drinks. Why is this? I don't know, I guess. Drinks are easy to make delicious, and I suppose I think the same would follow for drink-inspired treats. I'm right sometimes.Anyway, the my hero has a kickass recipe for monkeybread that involves rosemary. It doesn't seem like it should work with a sweet caramel-y dessert bread

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-8179968407038412772008-03-02T17:54:00.001-08:002008-03-03T16:40:43.015-08:00

So fancy.Corporate America likes to business lunch. In this spirit, my department went out to Purple Cafe and Wine Bar to welcome a new girl to the team. Sweet. Purple has been a place I've wanted to check out for a while now.We started out with the cheese platter, which was awesome. I didn't take a picture of it because I felt weird photographing my food in front of my co-workers, but the

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-79290593412338595172008-02-27T22:59:00.001-08:002008-02-27T23:24:30.445-08:00

I love you, Kitchen Aid.These cupcakes were brought to you by my beautiful new hand mixer. Let me just say this: in a cagematch knockdown-dragout-fight to the death between Kitchen Aid and Black & Decker, Kitchen Aid kicks Black & Decker in the balls.I decided I wanted to try to make Turkish Delight themed cupcakes - a rosewater flavored cake with pistachio frosting. Why would I do this? To

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-54227618241510541942008-02-24T17:49:00.001-08:002008-02-24T21:44:47.567-08:00

So beautiful.Happy! I've taken another step towards becoming a decent home cook - I've gotten myself a shiny new food processor. It's a thing of beauty, to be sure. It came with 2 work bowls and a ton of attachments. It's my new favorite toy. Thank you, Macy's, for putting it on sale at a questionably low price.You can imagine how difficult it was for me to make it through my work day while

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-25007238695344697282008-02-21T20:29:00.001-08:002008-02-21T22:15:26.672-08:00

Is lusting after kitchen appliances wrong?As an urban dweller, there are many things I appreciate about my nearly adult lifestyle. My proximity to shopping, drinking, dancing, and varied and delicious foods is fantastic. This is why I've compromised a bit on the square footage of my hip Capitol Hill pad. Most noticeably in the bathroom and the kitchen. My kitchen storage space is nearly

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-8878143037992571662008-02-17T22:40:00.001-08:002008-02-17T23:31:03.098-08:00

Crafty temptress!I have to confess to something very un-American: I don't like hot dogs. Don't get them. Historically, the only time I've eaten and enjoyed a hot dog is while camping, and that's only because I go into survival mode and feel that I should eat anything foodlike to keep up my strength. I'm not very good at camping, really. Not much of an outdoorsman. Anyway.I work in downtown

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-36070157400910706352008-02-16T13:36:00.001-08:002008-02-16T17:20:34.837-08:00

Will anybody have a PBR light? Anybody?Happy Valentine's day!I've never been big on couple-y celebration of Valentine's day. It's an excuse for restaurants to double their prices and make you wait for a table. Blah. I'll skip it, thanks.But I did go out for lunch - to Matt's in the Market. It's a very popular little spot overlooking Pike Place Market. I've been warned many times of how irritating

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-33747948226508518752008-02-13T21:22:00.001-08:002008-02-16T13:37:51.811-08:00

I don't know what issues you people have with trust, but fine. Here. I had two people I'm not even remotely related to taste my latest culinary experiment: the banana peanut butter cupcakes with brown sugar marshmallow frosting.Urge to vomit? No. . . .And after Monique managed to keep hers down, Kris sampled my wares.I guess she didn't vomit. . .Happy? I assure you, nobody vomited.Jeez. Ok, now

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-47443381511566082492008-02-11T20:39:00.001-08:002008-02-11T21:46:17.434-08:00

I hate Black and Decker.I decided to try something a little more childish in my cupcake makings. I've been aiming for fancy lately, and I thought it would be fun to do something I would've wanted when I was a kid. And what's more childish than. . . peanut butter! Delicious!My plan was to do a peanut butter and banana cake and make a honey frosting to go on top. Something light to balance what I

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-75548683124503415952008-02-06T21:32:00.001-08:002008-02-16T13:37:16.972-08:00

Pay attention or it'll eat you.I'm serious.We headed out early to the second day of Tet because we'd heard tell of a martial arts exhibition.Kick ass.I was previously unaware that my people commanded martial arts. I knew the Japanese, Chinese, and Korean did martial arts, but as far as I knew all the Vietnamese did was manicures.As it turns out, we just stole some Kung Fu from the Chinese, but

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-22313601091319392862008-02-04T19:04:00.000-08:002008-02-14T17:43:30.509-08:00

Rowr!One of the things I've decided to do this year is embrace my cultural heritage. Well, the Asian part of it anyway. Tet, the Vietnamese lunar new year, is coming up on Thursday. Seattle Tet Festival took place last weekend at Seattle Center - I decided to go this year. I figured it would be a good chance to test out the new camera and culturally enrich myself.They opened the festival with the

yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103523565949105160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3612128139867301085.post-5218400723701088752008-02-03T22:08:00.000-08:002008-02-04T19:02:45.917-08:00

Money shot.My inaugural "official blog" post will be my entry for International Day of Nutella, which happens to be February 5th. Delightful!I've been experimenting with cupcakes of late, because they're delicious and cute, and people love them. But mostly because they can be made singly if I'm uncertain of the effects of some of my ideas, and ruining one cupcake sucks a lot less than ruining an

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