tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32658049830426688142012-02-14T09:02:22.577-08:00Bethel Honanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10479367280517994916noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3265804983042668814.post-72550062076893467282012-02-14T09:02:00.000-08:002012-02-14T09:02:22.587-08:00

Dear Kosher Salt, We met so long ago, you were set next to me in culinary school and I think it was in our Mother Sauce class where we officially started working together as a team. You effortlessly brought balance to my dishes and assisted me in transforming my palate. You were a new experience for a girl from a small town with simple taste and you showed me that I was capable of exposing

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Tonight I was in the mood to make Valentine cookies and thought I'd try shortbread instead of a sugar cookie.  Earlier this week I was reading a recipe out of  my old culinary schools dessert book and I noticed that the shortbread recipe called for you to cream the sugar and butter together which I've never done before with shortbread, until tonight.  The flavor was delicious and the texture

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Superbowl, another excuse to drink beer in the afternoon on a Sunday and stuff our pie holes with lots of food.  For me, Superbowl Sunday makes my mouth water for clam dip and potato chips even though I never eat potato chips any other time of the year.  I also require some form of cheese and chili (or chile) and most definitely a spicy tangy hot wing sorta thing OH, and of course lots of Coors

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I love Halloween. I'm not really into dressing up these days, or gore, or spooky stuff, but I am into October and Halloween is in October so in turn, I like Halloween. There is one thing I absolutely HATE and that is carving pumpkins. It's messy, and frustrating, and stupid...because of the frustration. So, I'm I selling my case of loving Halloween or what? For the past couple of years I have

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Mid October has snuck up on me like a court date (kidding..never been to court). I couldn't think of anything else that sneaks up on me that is fit to print so a "court date" will have to do. Steve (he's my husband) has already been deer hunting in our area of the world and finished up a successful hunt for Antelope in Montana and will be well on his way to Washington to hunt deer. This usually

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For those of you who fish, have husbands that fish, or live and work in an area that revolves around fishing you may have known, or read somewhere that we here in the Pacific Northwest have had a kick butt season. My husband had gone out almost every weekend salmon fishing in the Pacific Ocean since the day the season opened. This year had been pretty bountiful and if you do the math his limit is

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When I was born and up to the age of 8 years old I grew up in Olympia Washington. Back then it was much different then now. Yard Birds and Kmart were the only super stores I remember and now it's jammed with Targets and Walmarts on every corner. We lived on 5 acres with lots of room to play, a large garden tended by my mother and her friend who shared the bounty it produced, a few chickens,

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I have so many childhood memories linked to the July 4th. It was yet another excuse to get together as a family cook, eat, and celebrate. Our small little town would celebrate with a walking parade, a pancake feed at the Legion, and lots of lots of bonfires on the beach.Due to some changing in the family dynamics, a few economic setbacks, and my brother and I both starting our own family we have

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Summer has arrived and man is it amazing this year. The coast in Oregon always has unpredictable weather and each summer that goes by is different then the last. Some summers are sunny and warm, some are sunny and chilly, or some are cloudy and rainy. This summer just happens to be nice and warm and sunny with a slight breeze to cool off the heat of the day. Keep in mind warm by Oregon coast

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Living on the Oregon Coast sure does lend itself to give me a bounty of foods to cook with. Just this morning there was a clam tide and my husband jumped out of bed at 5am to pick up his mom and dig a limit of razor clams. I of course slept very nicely in the middle of the bed while Steve was on the beach digging his heart out. I wake up to him cleaning razors in the sink and my mind starts to

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With direction from the gals at Outside Media I was pulled in front of a camera on Wednesday to shoot a few cooking demos for the website. Honestly, it wasn't the direction I ever thought I would go but the opportunity arose and everything came together smoothly, I guess it was just meant to be. I was able to use an amazing kitchen in what is my future dream home. The Seasprite Hotel in Cannon

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As Easter draws near I find myself spending more time in the "holiday" isle at Fred Meyer then a 29 year old woman with no children needs to. I'm not letting that stop me because I LOVE EASTER and I'm putting together and Easter basket for my husband Steve and Little does he know, he's going to wake up on Easter morning with a little something from the Easter bunny.I have such great memories of

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Yesterday being the first day of Spring has set my mind into a different thought pattern. I stopped thinking about stew and chili and now seem to be focusing more on salmon and quiche.I'm working on the April features for the website and have some great ideas to start making recipes for.Today, Steve (my husband of almost 2 years) and my brother are fishing for Spring Chinook and I'm so jealous.

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I'm not sure why I started this blog because since I started Facebook I rarely go to Myspace and checking my email can seem to be time consuming. However, the website is my passion and apparently I need to keep updated on all this stuff. Oh, I forgot Twitter, I have a Twitter account. Now, I juggle a few jobs trying to pay bills, keep my head above water, and find time to market the website (

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Today I decided to create my own blog. I was inspired by one of my friends Alisa Burke who also has a blog on blogspot. We both are held up by a creative backbone and even though she focuses on art and mixed media and I on food and my home, we get it. It seemed like yesterday we were huddled into a booth for happy hour in Portland penciling out our future and how we were going to do wonderful

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