So I had this craving for the traditional meat ravioli that the Italian population in St.Louis is known for (I was feeling a little homesick). I can’t replicate the “fried ravioli” (nor do I really want to right this moment), but the filling is really the important part and I felt inspired. However, I had [...]

Tuesday night my friend Peter’s neck was hurting and he offered me a barter: fix it for food. I brought a bottle of Barbera D’Asti and expected duck.
Peter’s dinners are always wonderful and seemingly effortless, I don’t know anyone who seems so comfortable in the kitchen and works so quickly. I often find myself wondering [...]

Last Sunday my friend James had a large, casual gathering of friends to his place in San Francisco for cake. he baked several:
a delectable and perfectly moist carrot cake,
an orange pound cake,
cardamom coffee cake,
peanut butter pound cake,
New York cheesecake with strawberry sauce,
walnut-chocolate bundt cake.
It was a mix of great people and great food, good coffee [...]

I’d like to note that this site is now publicly related to dontvisit.com, which has now been put back online, and is actively being updated and added to, and houses poetry, visual art, and significant links to artistic projects ranging from short stories, poetry, photography projects, and technology-driven art such as “You’re the man now [...]

For lunch today I cracked open an unusual bottle of Tempanillo rose (”Flamenco Rojo”) from a so-so Paso Robles winery that I have an unusual history with (which is a story we’ll save for another time). I paired it with a panino and a friend; Ga Eul came by while I was sauteeing some red [...]