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      A Farmers’ Market Menu with Chef Michael Reardon, Catch Restaurant

      Last week I had the pleasure of joining my friend Lori’s mother for a terrific foodie outing in Santa Monica. Lori’s mother, who lives in New York City, was given a very nice gift and asked me to be her guest for part of it. She spent three luxurious nights in a beautiful suite overlooking [...]

      Sonoma County

      Sonoma County reminds me of France. I mean look at the above picture of Dry Creek Valley. It could easily have been taken in the south of France. The Languedoc maybe. Or Burgundy to the west even. It also has a lot of what makes France special. Great food, [...]

      Recipe: Ratatouille

      I recently picked up Julia Child’s cookbook ‘Mastering The Art of French Cooking’ again after a very long time. Fond, fond memories poured forth from the stained pages. The spine has come loose; the book is worse for wear. I could replace it with a fresh copy, one of the recent editions, [...]

      The Local Report – Auntie Em’s Kitchen

      4.2 miles, about 12 minutes, from my home in Atwater Village.
      I like my neighborhood. It feels like a neighborhood. In Los Angeles that’s saying something. Neighborhoods here can comprise large geographical areas. Maybe they’re actually more ‘areas’ than neighborhoods. I’ve lived in other areas of L.A.: the Fairfax district, Hollywood, [...]

      Gardening & Auntie Em’s Produce Delivery

      Me, age 2 1/2, helping water Grampa Rollie’s garden, Arroyo Grande, California, March 1962.
      Gardening
      Gardens were a big part of my childhood. As long as they were alive my great-grandparents, Rolla and Ora Goodman, had a bountiful garden. Lucky for me they both lived until I was in my teens. The garden I [...]