Saturday, February 5, 2011

Airport Cowboy

If horses could fly, Slim wouldn't need to wait for no dern 737. Spotted in the Dallas-Fort Worth airport.

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Monday, November 29, 2010

Bone Marrow at Osteria Stellina

This is why I will never be a vegetarian. Bone marrow (at least of the bovine variety), when done nicely like the example below from Osteria Stellina in Point Reyes Station, California (http://osteriastellina.com/) taps deep into the collective cave-man (or woman) cortex. Like "beef butter", the slightly unctuous marrow spreads into a flavorful sheen onto whatever lucky delivery vehicle the diner chooses. I chose the supplied bread.

Osteria Stellina served up this tasty example with a simple garnish of garlic, capers, parsley, and lemon zest.

 

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Thursday, November 25, 2010

San Rafael Farmer's Market on Thanksgiving Eve

Here's hoping that your Thanksgiving is filled with deliciousness - with a few images from the San Rafael Farmers market in Marin County, California.

 

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

A Day in Point Reyes California

Point Reyes National Seashore is a wonderful place. Green (this time of year at least) rolling farmland dotted by holstein cattle tumbles into the sea on a spit of land that is slowly sliding past the North American continent. Tomales bay, and the San Andreas fault underneath, divide Point Reyes from the mainland. Beaches both wild and calm, cows, native elk, cliffs, and moss-covered forests fill the viewfinder. Tasty breakfast burritos from The Pine Cone Diner in Point Reyes Station fill my belly.

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Sunday, October 3, 2010

Fall's Last Call: Touring the Beartooth Highway & Red Lodge, MT

With the "extended play" button firmly pressed on Montana's summer of 2010, we decided to take the twisty back roads of the Beartooth Highway. Nothing quite satisfies like the 11,000-foot-high plateau that is the Beartooth Mountain Range. Rolling tundra on the top and u-shaped glacial valleys below await the Sunday (or in this case, Saturday) driver. 

Judging from the collection of roof-racks, sports cars, and souped-up choppers, we weren't the only folks who felt the last-minute sense of urgency to "get out" before the inevitable winter season arrives.

Red Lodge, or "Jackson Hole North" as one local put it,  did not disappoint either. A late lunch at the Bridge Creek Cafe / Wine Bar delighted with "crab fingers," ahi-tuna tartare with crispy won-tons, and a beet salad with the requisite goat cheese crumbles. We paired the meal an Oregon Riesling that had surprising depth and balance. The occasional chopper and sports car provide the only distractions as we bask in the spenditude of the moment.

Sitting outside enjoying lunch on October 2nd in Montana is pretty good. Sitting outside enjoying lunch in the shade and still feeling almost a little too warm - priceless.

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