Life in Dishes

Isn’t it amazing that chickens aren’t extinct or endangered? I mean we eat a lot of chicken. A LOT. The chicken farmers are doing a great job. Think about it. Needless to say (although I know I’ve said it before) I just get tired of chicken. And I’m pretty creative with the preparations but still, it’s chicken. Lately, I’ve been on a self-imposed Chickenless Challenge. In the farmer’s market I don’t even look at the chicken, I’m exploring other meats. This Spicy Duck Breast is just one result of my explorations. I had Red Curry Duck one day at cooking school. I still think about that succulent duck. It made…

    My morale was low for the bulk of last week. I was suffering from Thanksgiving Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. This is a self-diagnosed condition, of course. But, it’s real nonetheless. To snap myself out of the doldrums I went to my happy place. For me, that’s the local farmers market. I had no intentions, no list, and no motivation. But I knew something good would happen. Wandering around touching the bounty of fresh fruits and vegetables always inspires me and lifts my spirits. I was lackadaisically sniffing herbs when the basil awakened my senses. I began to dream of pesto. Next, I tossed the fragrant leaves into my cart…