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Tomatoes, New Zealand music, chasing wee Babbo with syringes full of insulin, real and virtual communities, potlucks, espresso and beer, goofy hips, and our next holiday.
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Tomatohead's bits
- Tomatohead
- bishop, california, United States
- Now that I live in the middle of the desert, I get positively weepy when I think about Asian noodle dishes. Other than that, life is good. We chug along as a family surrounded by a wonderful community of friends - near and far. We rock out when the odd band graces us with their presence. We potluck all the time. We like our espresso, beer, whisky, cured pork products, and chocolate.
Join us, it's bliss!
Kegger - what's on tap at the Schoberlews
- Firestone - Union Jack
Chocolate, coffee beans, and other goodies living in the pantry
- Dried Mango
- Glenmorangie Quinta Ruban Port Wood Finish Highland Malt
- Black Sheep Espresso - Oro Northern Italian roasted beans
On heavy rotation
- Wintersun - The Broken Heartbreakers
- The Able Tasmans - School is no good for you
- Piewarmer - Fucked if I Know
2009's tomato shortlist
- "Black Russian" saved seed from a plant given to me two years ago
- Big Beef, I know, a hybrid
- Black Cherry
- Black from Tula
- Black Krim
- Debarao - New
- Earl of Edgecome
- Grandeur (hybrid) - New
- Japanese Black Trifele - New
- Jaune Flammee
- Kellogg's Breakfast
- Kosovo
- Pimientos de Padron - the Interloper!
- Snow White Cherry
- Yellow Plum
On the nighstand
- a backlog of The Economist
- a year's worth of New Yorkers
The report card said, "Needs Improvement"
- Eating more salads
- My short temper with my husband
- My short temper with my child
- My short temper with my dad
- My short temper
These are a few of my favorite things
- Cycling around the Valley
- the insulin I hoard in my fridge
- the freedom my parents' current health affords my family
- Francoise Hardy's fringe
- Spring and autumn in the Owens Valley
- Te Hapu
- Skiing by myself
- Street food
- Planning my next holiday a year out
- When "the boy" really gets excited about learning
Blog Archive
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February
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- Sunday is here. Tuesday is coming.
- It's 2 in the morning and I was awake anyway
- A million thoughts to Glenn Parker
- The daunting Glucagon
- Yet another New Zealand music geek out post, but t...
- 30 Albums That Changed Your Life
- poker and potluck babies and pies
- The Bacon Explosion v. 1 aka Vegetarians, Avert Yo...
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February
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1 comment:
Oh my god! I can't believe you made this! Well, actually I can. I've known you for years, after all.
Keith showed me this exact recipe recently (it was from the NYT, right?) and my stomach twisted itself and my esophagus into knots just at the mere sight of it.
The last time I ate bacon, years ago now, was that bad.
It was the Beowulf of bad dining experiences. Nay, the Grendel. It was Viking hordes on the village green. It was fire, endless flames. It was the end of hope, a long dark night of the soul.
I hope you are feeling all right today, my dear.
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