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Here are the tastingspoons players. I’m in the middle (Carolyn). Daughter Sara on the right, and daughter-in-law Karen on the left. I started the blog in 2007, as a way to share recipes with my family. I’m still doing 99% of the blogging and holding out hope that these two lovely and excellent cooks will participate. They both lead very busy lives, so we’ll see.

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BOOK READING (from Carolyn):

Music of Bees, Eileen Garvin. Absolutely charming book about a woman in midlife, lonely, who raises bees, also makes unlikely friends. Heart-warming and very interesting about beekeeping.

A Postcard from Paris, Alex Brown. Really cute story. Dual time line, 1940s and present day about renovating an old apartment in Paris, things discovered.

Time of the Child, Niall Williams. Oh such a good book. Very small village in Ireland, 1960s. A baby is left on the doorstep. The town all whispers and helps. I listened to an interview of the author, which made me like him and his books even more.

Sipsworth, Simon Van Booy. If you like animals you’ll swoon. An old woman who really wants to die finds a tiny mouse in her house and befriends it and finds a reason to live. Utterly charming book.

The Forger’s Spell, Edward Dolnick. True story. For seven years a no-account painter named Han van Meegeren managed to pass off his paintings as those of Johannes Vermeer.

If You Lived Here, You’d be Home by Now, Christopher Ingraham. Could hardly put it down – about a journalist who takes on a challenge to move to small town in Minnesota and write about it. He expects to hate it and the people and place, but he doesn’t. Absolutely wonderful true story.

The River We Remember, William Kent Kreuger. 1950s, Minnesota. A murder and the aftermath. Could hardly put it down. Kreuger has such a vivid imagination and writing style.

How the Lights Gets In, Joyce Maynard. An older woman returns to New Hampshire to help care for her brain-injured son. Siblings and family, lots of angst and resentments.

The Filling Station, Vanessa Miller. Every American should read this book. A novelized retelling of the Tulsa massacre in 1921. Absolutely riveting.

The Story She Left Behind, Patti Callahan Henry. Love this author. Based on a true story. A famous author simply vanishes, leaving her husband and daughter behind. She had invented a mystical language no one could translate. Present day, someone thinks he’s solved the riddle, contacts the family. Really interesting read.

The Girl from Berlin, Ronald Balson. Love anything about Tuscany. An elderly woman is being evicted from a villa there, with odd deed provenance. Two young folks go there to help unravel the mystery. Loved it.

The Island of the Colorblind, Oliver Sacks, M.D. Nonfiction. The dr is intrigued by a remote Pacific island where most of the inhabitants are colorblind. He also unravels a mystery on Guam of people born with a strange neurological problem. Medical mysteries unveiled. Very interesting.

The Bookbinder, Pip Williams. Post 1914 London. Two sisters work at a bookbindery. They’re told to not read the books. One does and one doesn’t. One has visions beyond her narrow world; the other does not. Eventually the one gets into Oxford. Lovely story.

The Paris Express, Emma Donoghue. 1895 on a train to Paris, a disaster happens. You’ll delve into the lives of many people who survived and died in the crash.

A Race to the Bottom of Crazy, Richard Grant. This is about Arizona. Author, wife and child move back to Arizona where they once lived. Part memoir, research, and reporting in a quest to understand what makes Arizona such a confounding and irresistible place.

The Scarlet Thread, Francine Rivers. A woman’s life turned upside down when she discovers the handcrafted quilt and journal of her ancestor Mary Kathryn McMurray, a young woman who was uprooted from her home only to endure harsh frontier conditions on the Oregon Trail.

A Place to Hide, Ronald Balson. 1939 Amsterdam, an ambassador has the ability to save the lives of many Jewish children. Heartwarming.

Homeseeking, Karissa Chen. Two young Chinese teens are deeply in love, but in China. Then their families are separated. Jump to current day and the two meet again in Los Angeles.

North River, Pete Hammill. He always writes such a good story. A doctor works diligently healing people from all walks of life. His wife and daughter left him years before. One day his 3-yr old grandson arrives on his doorstep.

A Very Typical Family, Sierra Godfrey. A very messed-up family. Three adult children are given a home in Santa Cruz, Calif, but only if the siblings meet up and live in the house together. A very untypical scenario but makes for lots of messes.

Three Days in June, Anne Tyler. The usual Anne Tyler grit. Family angst. This wasn’t one of my favorites, but it was entertaining and very short.

Saved, Benjamin Hall. Author is a veteran war reporter. Ukraine, 2022, he nearly loses his life to a Russian strike. Riveting story – he survives, barely.

Grey Wolf, Louise Penny. Another Inspector Gamache mystery in Quebec. She is such an incredible mystery writer.

All the Colors of the Dark, Chris Whitaker. A missing person mystery, a serial killer thriller, a love story, a unique twist on each. Could hardly put it down.

Orbital, Samantha Harvey. Winner of 2024 Booker Prize. I don’t usually like those, but I heard the author interviewed and she hooked me. This is not a normal book with a beginning, a story and an end. It’s several chapters of the day in the life of various astronauts at the ISS (Int’l Space Station). All fictional. She’s been praised by several real astronauts for “getting it” about space station everyday life.

The Blue Hour, Paula Hawkins. An island off Scotland. Inaccessible except when the tide is out. Weird goings on. An artist. A present day mystery too.

Iron Lake, William Kent Krueger. A judge is murdered and a boy is missing. Riveting mystery.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home, Carol Ricks Brunt. 1980s. A 14-yr old girl loses her beloved uncle. Yet a new friendship arises, someone she never knew about.

Four Treasures of the Sky, Jenny Zhang. 1880s, a young girl is kidnapped in China and brought to the United States. She survives with many hurdles in the path.

The Boy Who Fell out of the Sky, Ken Dornstein. Memoir, 1988. The author’s brother died in the PanAm flight that went down in Lockerbie, Scotland. A decade later he tries to solve “the riddle of his older brother’s life.”

Worse Care Scenario, T.J. Newman. Oh my. Interesting analysis of what could/might happen if a jet crashed into a nuclear plant. Un-put-downable.

Song of the Lark, Willa Cather. Complicated weave of a story about a young woman in about 1900, who has a gifted voice (singing) and about her journey to success, not without its ups and downs.

Crow Talk, Eileen Garvin. Charming story which takes place at a remote lake in Washington State, about a few people who inhabit it, the friendships made, but also revolving around the rescue of a baby crow.

The Story Collector, Evie Woods. Sweet story about some dark secrets from an area in Ireland, a bit magical, faerie life, but solving a mystery too.

A Sea of Unspoken Things, Adrienne Young. A woman investigates her twin brother’s mysterious death. She goes to a small town in California to figure it out, to figure HIM out.

The King’s Messenger, Susanna Kearsley. 1600s England, King James. About one of his trusted “messengers,” and his relationship with a young woman also of “the court.” Lots of intrigue.

In the Shadow of the Greenbrier, Emily Matchar. Interesting mystery in/around the area of the famous resort in White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia.

Isola, Allegra Goodman. Hard to describe, survival story on an island in the 1600s.

Save the Date, Allison Raskin. Rom-com, witty, LOL funny. Clever.

The Sirens, Emilia Hart. Numerous time-lines, Australia. Mysteries abound, nightmares, abandoned baby, weird allergies.

Red Clay, Charles Fancher. LOVED this book. Mostly post-Civil War story about the lives of slaves in Alabama during Reconstruction.

Stars in an Italian Sky, Jill Santopolo. Dual time line, 1946 and recent time. Love stories and a mystery.

Battle Mountain, C.J. Box. Another one of Box’s riveting mysteries. Love his descriptions of the land.

Something Beautiful Happened, Yvette Corporon. A memoir of sorts in Greece, tiny island of Erikousa, where the locals hid Jews during WWII. All elusive stories told by the author’s grandmother.

The Jackal’s Mistress, Chris Bohjalian. 1860s Virginia, about a woman who saves the life of a Union soldier. Really good story.

Song of the Magpie, Louise Mayberry. Really interesting story about Australia back in the days when it was mostly a penal colony. Gritty strength of a woman trying to thrive with her farm.

The Boomerang, Robert Bailey. A thriller that will have you gripping the book. About a lot of secrets surrounding the president (fictional novel, remember) and his chief of staff and about cancer. A cure. Such a good story.

Care and Feeding, Laurie Woolever. Really interesting memoir of a woman driven to succeed in the restaurant business. She worked for Mario Batali and then Anthony Bourdain. Gritty stories.

Everything is Tuberculosis, John Green. Maybe not a book for everyone. A real deep dive into the deadly tuberculosis infection, its history. I heard the author interviewed and found the book very interesting.

The Book Lovers Library, Madeline Martin. Fascinating read about Boots’ drug stores’ lending library. And the people who worked in them.

The Arrivals, Meg Mitchell Moore. LOL funny, about a middle-aged couple whose children (and their various family members) return to the family home and the chaos that ensues.

My Life as a Silent Movie, Jesse Lee Kercheval. About grief. A big move to Paris, finding herself a new life with a new set of real blood family.

Escape, Carolyn Jessop. Another memoir about a woman really in bondage in Utah, Mormon plural marriage.

 

Tasting Spoons

My blog's namesake - small, old and some very dented engraved silver plated tea spoons that belonged to my mother-in-law, and I use them to taste my food as I'm cooking.

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Posted in Uncategorized, on March 30th, 2009.

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Just in case you haven’t seen or heard the ads for this HBO series, I’m highly recommending you watch it or record it. The other night was the first in the series, a 2-hour “pilot.” It’s full of the story about Precious Ramotswe, an ample Botswanan woman who decides to open a detective agency. No matter that she’s never been a detective, or owned a business. Jill Scott, who plays the lead, is just wonderful. Absolutely a perfect fit for Alexander McCall Smith’s character he created through the widely published series of books he’s written. Precious is nothing like the stern, man-eating detectives you’ve likely seen on other crime dramas. Instead, she’s sweet and kind, but a resourceful private investigator, using all kinds of wiles to solve her clients’ problems. Extremely well done, and I dare you not to fall in luv with the character. So, watch it, record it, VCR it. Or something. You’ll see a side of Botswana you may never have seen. I’m looking forward to the next show.

photo from the HBO website

Posted in Uncategorized, on March 12th, 2009.

shoreline in La Jolla, California
Last Fall I spent a day in San Diego and had a few hours to kill. I drove out to La Jolla. This is another photo I took there. It was a cloudy, overcast sky, so it’s not as beautiful as it could be with sunshine. The furthest reef out there was probably about 100 feet away. No cooking going on in my kitchen today – I’m going to a cooking class tonight, though, so perhaps I’ll have something to post tomorrow. I’ve been diligently working on our income taxes and have had no time to toil in the kitchen at all.

Posted in Uncategorized, on March 7th, 2009.

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In doing a search on the internet for some funny graphic about  a head cold I came across this (from St. John’s University in England). Kind of describes how my head feels. Clenched in bands of stone, pressing on my sinus cavities.

This is day four of a gosh-darned miserable head cold. No cooking going on in Carolyn’s kitchen. Nothing fun. Unhappy husband because no great meals are coming out of the kitchen for him, although he’s trying his best to “cook” for me. I’ll be back as soon as I’m better.

Posted in Uncategorized, on February 18th, 2009.

I’m simply a sucker for more food blogs. I follow so gosh-darned many of them now, it takes me hours sometimes to get through them all. And since I rarely delete any of them, there’s nothing but more and more and more in my RSS reader.

So, when I read at somebody’s blog today that they’d been chosen as one of the 50 best in the world food blogs from the Times (London), I had to go look at the list. (My blog is a very small fish in a big pond, so NO, I wasn’t expecting my blog to be on the list at all.) But I assumed many of my favorites would be on it (about 30 of the 50 were), and that there would be a bunch of new ones (yes, there were). And so, I’m now going to be watching about another 6 new blogs. From places all over the world. I luv finding a new blog (in English) from some foreign land. I added one from Istanbul, another from London (although the author is South African), and one from Colorado, and Sydney, well, and on and on.

If you’re interested in checking out the London Times’ list, maybe you’ll find some you’d like to follow too. And oh, by the way, thanks to all of you who ARE regular readers of my blog. I appreciate that you come to read about my cooking, or travel, or see the photos or the stories.

A year ago: Pear & Chocolate Tart (one of my favorites)

Posted in Uncategorized, on February 16th, 2009.

This post is a partial recap of the dinner I did the other night. We had 7 guests (with us that made 9). Here’s a snapshot of us at the table.

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That’s me on the left, Sue (who brought the Spinach Salad with Strawberries and Blueberries that we’re eating there, which is just oh-so-good), Roger, Maureen, (my hubby Dave is missing from his seat at the end of the table), just a peek at Alice back by the French door, then George, Lynn and Maggie was taking the photo).

All the recipes will be posted this week. The meat was a fillet mignon, cut into 1 1/2 inch steaks, tied up with kitchen twine. Once cooked, it was served on a portabello mushroom with some Danish blue cheese melted on top of the mushroom, the steak sitting on top of that, then drizzled with a sauce made with Port wine, Zinfandel, and shallots. Absolutely scrumptious. I’ve posted that recipe before. Worth making! Notice how perfectly cooked the meat is – it was just seared in a hot pan, then finished off in a 400 degree oven for about 8 minutes. Here’s a photo:

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Then, after we’d let dinner settle, I brought out the chocolate sponge roll I’d made earlier in the afternoon. Maggie took a photo of  me as I started to serve the slices.

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We had many laughs and great companionship, all shared over a nice dinner.

Posted in Uncategorized, on February 11th, 2009.

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Yesterday, my friend Cherrie and I spent a fun day in Los Angeles. Another day with no cooking going on the Carolyn’s Kitchen.

We had two destinations on our schedule: Penzey’s Spices in Torrance, and Surfas (a professional cookware and foodstuff store) in Culver City. And lunch. Somewhere.

So, before we left, my friend Cherrie got a phone call from a friend of hers. Marilu cooks some, but not like Cherrie and I do.

Here’s the way the conversation went:

Marilu: So where are you and Carolyn going today?

Cherrie: We’re going to L.A. to Penzey’s and Surfas.

Marilu: Uh, what’s a pensee? And what do you do at a surface?

Cherrie: Penzey’s is a store where you buy spices. And Surfas has food and professional cooking equipment. And all kinds of cooking stuff.

Marilu: You can’t buy spices at the grocery store?

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When Cherrie related this conversation (above) to me, I just cracked up! And the answer is, no, I don’t buy spices from the grocery store anymore, and likely Cherrie won’t be doing so either. Not since I (now she) discovered Penzey’s. This store is about a 45 minute drive from my house and until this trip I’ve always just purchased stuff online from them. But now that they have a store in So. California (and another one coming to Santa Monica, they told us), I can just drive up there and look around. We spent about an hour browsing the shelves, adding more and more items to our baskets. They have a really cool thing they do there – every herb and spice they have in the store is in a glass sealing canister which you can open and sniff. So you can smell the difference between Mexican oregano and Turkish oregano; between Korintje cinnamon and China cinnamon, and the various categories of saffron, or their unique herb and spice blends. Because of that I did buy some things I hadn’t planned to. I only spent about $100. (In Cherrie’s defense, I will say that she spent about $40 on glass jars at Penzey’s, so it wasn’t all herbs and spices.)

Then we drove on north to Culver City (about another 30 minutes). Upon a recommendation from the ladies at Penzey’s, we went to Ford’s Filling Station for lunch. What a great meal we had. I’m writing up a separate post about that, probably for tomorrow. Way too many pictures to include in this one post. After lunch (sitting outside, freezing our patooties off in the gentle but oh-so very cold breeze), we drove just a few blocks away to Surfas, a store that’s been in Culver City for years, caters mostly to the restaurant trade, but is open to the public. It’s a kind of small warehouse type store, but for foodies. Cherrie and I must have spent an hour and a half in that store, wandering up and down every aisle. I spent way over $100 in there too.

So, this morning Cherrie talked with Marilu again and she asked how our day went.

Cherrie: We had a great day. First we went to Penzey’s.

Marilu: Spices, right? So, okay, how much money did you spend there?

Cherrie: Are you ready for this? (Much laughing) About $170.00.

Marilu: (pause) A HUNDRED AND SEVENTY DOLLARS? Well, for that much I sure hope it was a package deal and you got a trip thrown in. Where are they sending you?
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A year ago: Crunchy Shrimp on Couscous with Spicy Sauce (a real favorite)

Posted in Uncategorized, on January 25th, 2009.

This report comes from Epicurious. It’s already gone missing from the website, so I can’t give credit where it’s due, other than to tell you that’s where it came from a few days ago. The links contained within this are ones provided by epicurious. My comments are in blue.

1.    “Value” is the new “Sustainable”
These days, the economy dictates our cooking and shopping decisions: Bargains are in, no matter where they come from. [Think fast food, cheap food. Yuk.]

2.    The Compost Pile is the new Flower Garden
Growing your own now refers to vegetables, not just herbs, and that will in turn help feed the gardener’s compost pile. Live worm garnishes, however, will not make it to the house salad. [I do have herbs in my garden.]

3.    Peruvian is the new Thai
You thought Peruvian cuisine was all about seviche, maybe? Guess again: Peru boasts culinary influences from Spanish, Basque, African, Chinese, Japanese, Italian, French, and British immigrants. Pisco Sour, anyone? [I don’t think we have Peruvian in our neck of the woods, but maybe I’ll have to go look.]

4.    Noodle Bars are the new Sushi Joints
With some seafood being suspect or overfished and raw fish prices high, noodles make complete sense. If there’s no ramen, udon, or soba shop in your neck of the woods, there will be soon. [Here in Southern California, Vietnamese Pho -soup – shops are extremely popular and most contain noodles.]

5.    Ginger is the new Mint
Move over, mojitos. Ginger beers and ginger cocktails(like the Ginger Rogers, Gin Gin Mule, and Ginger Smash) are bubbling up at places like The Violet Hour in Chicago, the Clock Bar in San Francisco, and Matsugen in New York. [I’ve been on the ginger bandstand for years and years.]

6.    Smoking is the new Frying
You know how everything tastes better fried? Well, almost everything tastes better smoked, too, and that includes cocktails. Bartenders are smoking their bourbons (Eben Freeman at Tailor,for example), and chefs, recognizing the national craze for BBQ, are smoking more than just salmon and ribs: nuts, salts, even smoked steelhead roe (at Chicago’s Alinea). Who says smoking’s bad for you? [Oops, we don’t own a smoker . . . ]

7.    Regional Roasters are the new Starbucks
It’s come full circle. What started as a local coffee phenomenon migrated to other cities and turned Americans into java junkies. Then the chain overexpanded and overreached, and the little neighborhood coffee roasters thrive again, like Stumptown (Portland, OR), Bluebottle (San Francisco), and La Colombe (Philly). [Well, we’re fans of Peet’s coffee beans, actually and I prefer their coffee drinks – they do awesome foam – to any others.]

8.    Portland (Maine) is the new Portland (Oregon)
Abundance of great chefs, restaurants, and local foodies? Check, check, and check. Want examples? Visit Five Fifty-Five, Hugo’s, and Fore Street to start.

9.    Rustic Food is the new Molecular Gastronomy
Wacky-weird-science cuisine that requires fancy-schmancy equipment doesn’t necessarily make food taste better, and more often than not it adds needless complexity (there are exceptions). Most importantly, no one really wants to do this at home. Expect to see comfort food stage a comeback. Again. [They say that recessions and other financial problems bring on our cravings for comfort foods.]

10.  “Top-Rated” is the new “Critic’s Pick”
Power to the people; single critics are a dying breed. Why believe what one person says when you can read and reflect on what hundreds think? [I’ve used zagat and other restaurants guides and sites for years, particularly in new locations.]

Posted in Uncategorized, on January 13th, 2009.

 

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We do, sometimes, here in Southern California, get the absolutely most gorgeous sunsets in the world. The other night was no exception. It’s one of the benefits of living on a hill. Even a night or two later there was a completely different, but nearly equally gorgeous sunset too. No recipes today, just some reminders of God’s glorious world. And a jog to the mind that we need to take the time, now and then, to see his creation and smell the roses, so to speak.

Posted in Uncategorized, on January 10th, 2009.

 

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Just before Christmas we had a real cold snap. The first morning after we’d had significant rain down here in the lowlands, our close mountains were just blanketed in snow. We don’t see this all that many times a year, so it’s always spectacular when it happens. I don’t have a telephoto lens, so with my point and shoot Canon I zoomed as much as I could. We live near the top of a hill, and in the foreground are other hills in an area called Lemon Heights. Those are close – you can see the houses. The snow covered mountains in the background are about 30-40 miles away, to the north of us, mountains that ring the north side of the San Gabriel Valley.

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The mountains are kind of pinkish because the sun was just coming up. The sun hadn’t peeked over the very top of the hill we live on, so the houses in the foreground were still in moderate darkness. Because of the weather, the main freeway from here to Las Vegas was closed for a part of several days from snow and ice. The Grapevine was closed briefly too, the major artery that connects the big basin of Los Angeles from the San Joaquin (wah-keen) Valley to the north, where so much of the fruits, nuts and vegetables are grown that supply a lot of our nation.

Posted in Uncategorized, on December 25th, 2008.

Oh, this little dog ornament is so adorable. I think one of our daughters gave us this for Christmas one year. He reminds us of our beloved Lady, the springer spaniel we had for about 13 years. We still have her ashes in a box here in our house. She was just a sweet, lovable and well-behaved dog. We do miss her still. She didn’t like to have her picture taken, can you guess?

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