The Crabby Cook - by Jessica Harper

I was looking for a new oven, cruising an appliance store with help from Sal the salesman. When I asked Sal (who sells a LOT of ovens) which brand his customers preferred he said, “Hard to say. 99% of them don’t cook.” Read More

A friend brought me 32 peaches. She’s growing them in her backyard in Burbank. I didn’t think much of anything was growing in Burbank except the Disney coffers, but there you go. Read More

I’m preparing for Carmageddon in the best possible way:  I’m buying vodka.

In case you live under a rock and have therefore not heard about it, the world as we in L.A. know it is ending on Friday, at least for the weekend, when the 405 will be closed for construction between the 10 and the 101. (If you don’t know what those numbers signify, go back under the rock.) Read More

I went to the farmer’s market at Union Square in NYC yesterday and saw these eggplants. I was struck by their unusual color. I have never eaten anything that shade of purple, although I believe I have a blouse that color which I never have the proper attitude to wear.

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