Making Bread
After watching Michael Pollan’s Cooked on Netflix, I was inspired to make my own loaf of sourdough bread. Here’s how it went down.
After watching Michael Pollan’s Cooked on Netflix, I was inspired to make my own loaf of sourdough bread. Here’s how it went down.
This year, I wanted to do something extra special for my birthday dinner. I’d heard about Lazy Bear from a few friends and colleagues who just raved about it. It started as a “dinner party” hosted at chef David Barzelay’s home (see the anagram?) and is now more like an event than a dinner out. Fun fact: Barzelay was a lawyer before becoming a chef.
I’ve been working very hard as of late to eat healthier. I’d say it has to do with the changing season, but San Francisco is basically perpetually fall. I find I just feel better when I’m paying attention to what I’m eating and drinking and when I limit certain things (gluten, sugar, dairy) I tend to have more energy, feel lighter and cleaner, and just better about myself in general.
It was the middle of June 2009 and my mom and I had walked miles and miles around San Francisco looking for an apartment. We didn’t have much time to find one, sign a lease and get a set of keys. We walked everywhere, sometimes in heels, and we just hadn’t found the right apartment for me to start my new journey in San Francisco.
Every year since I was very little, my mom, brother and I visit my Ya Ya and Pop Pop in Arizona over the holidays. This year was no different. I flew in Christmas Eve and spent five days relaxing, reading, playing Gin, and spending time with family in sunny Arizona.
I had a craving the other morning. French toast. I rarely treat myself to this kind of decadent breakfast (I mean, it really has no healthy redeeming qualities – bread, eggs, sugar, the end). Hey, ’tis the season, right?
Hanukkah. The festival of lights. It’s one of my favorite holidays (and no, not just because as a kid I got eight presents). It’s one of my favorite holidays because the story really is miraculous.
I’m terrible at putting together lists of what I want. I guess my mentality has always been that if I want something, I’ll buy it for myself, or save for it until I can buy it for myself. I don’t like asking for things, which can be incredibly frustrating for the ones around me (ahem, The Boyfriend) who never know what to get me.