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“Ensanguining the skies      How heavily it dies      Into the west away

Past touch and sight and sound       Not further to be found

How hopeless underground        Lies the remorseful day.”

A Bloody Mary for Inspector Morse – Heirloom tomato water, Vodka, Globe basil, super spicy Pimientone de Padró and lime juice. Garnished with Indigo Rose.



Created for Ness, to pair  trout roe on smoked crème fraîche.

I associate Smokiness with … being macho and bold. It is intended to tie the seafood amuse to the rest of the meat courses.

Watermelon Mezcal Shot with Basil

  • A few basil leaves. I grow globe basil which is naturally tiny, so it’s good for both flavoring and garnishing.
  • 1 1/2 oz Hornitos Reposado
  • 1 oz quality Mezcal. I use San Juan Del Rio, for its 96 proof of intensity. Besides, 10% of their proceeds benefit the education of the children in Oaxaca.
  • 1 oz lime juice
  • 1 oz watermelon juice
  • ~ 1/2 oz simple syrup. Taste it. It really depends on how sour your lime juice and how sweet your watermelon are.


Muddle, add ice, shake, and strain. Garnish with additional basil leaves.

Make 1


Sigaretta de Bergamo and Friariello di Napoli.


Amazing yield and early. Way more vigorous than Jimmy Nardello. Thinner skin and smaller than Jimmy, but make up the total volume by speedy growth. Delicious raw with its fresh, snappy texture, sweet and ever-so-slight spicy flavor. Also tried frying, the traditional way of eating Jimmy.

IMG_3728 Totally growing it again next year, unless I get sick of it this summer.



Long wooden table. A glass of red from Galicia. Beads, wires, jump rings, scattered across. Jewelry maker focuses intensely on her project at hand. Visible calluses on the fingers that’s working a bend chain nose plier.

Pandora blasting Adele’s He Won’t Go from a first-generation iPad.


Left-over granite tiles from kitchen remodeling back in 2005. Maple branches from back yard.


Bitter makes the world better. It’s the cello of an orchestra. Without it, it feels hollow, soul-less.

Let the winter drinking begin.


What is it about a person that just when she has less time, she yearns to make everything from scratch?

A fool, no less.

Step-by-step instruction from MSL, and a whole lot of mother’s love.

cardamon necklace

First attempt of a culinary ‘jewry’: Cardamon spice jar necklace.

Taking custom orders now.



Why wouldn’t you grow root vegetables?

The only legit reason I can think of is … one plant, one bulb. Not cut and again like salad greens.

But lettuces are cheap thrill.

Embrace the inner warrior of you. Grow roots.