Two and Fifteen Gifts

Where I am, the high tops of conifers are draped underneath a veil of fog just thin enough for a few branches to poke through. The ground is missing the crisp touch of frost, and is instead drenched in a blanket of condensation to be lifted once the day begins. This is not quite the… Continue reading Two and Fifteen Gifts

Frites with Benefits

Life is a tuber slumbering. In woe with worms and woodbugs and warmth        just enough. Life is a tuber     growing      fat. Underground     blind   and  quiet hard.                       Life is a tuber humdrum,      … Continue reading Frites with Benefits

#heaven

If I asked you about your day, I wonder if these words come to mind: tough, bitter, disappointing, grey, crushing and, despite the jeering irony, empty? Do the fleeting shadow of brighter days past haunt your dreams of tomorrow? What if I told you that there is something lacking in all of us. An imperfection… Continue reading #heaven

Tierce de Picanterie

Recently I've been noticing the simmering of a modern phenomenon, one that bubbles up against convention, and one that, truthfully spoken, makes me quite simultaneously pleased and bereaved. This new truth of the era cries out "good cooks are not the pudgy ones you'd imagine". Yes, sure, with the dawn of refined sugar and mass… Continue reading Tierce de Picanterie

Au Four

Growing up at the fringes of a Taiwanese table, personalized dishes were a rare occurrence. Quite naturally, this rarity made me cherish small dishes and single-serves perhaps slightly beyond the level I ought to. To me, having my own plate gives me an illusory feeling of being a VIP, and also a heightened sense of care and innateness that went… Continue reading Au Four