travel via taste buds: tea and digestives


Do you have a favorite food that triggers a wonderful memory?

A big trigger for me is British tea (fixed of corse in the Englidh style: with sugar and milk) and Digestives. My Sister and Brother-in-law just got back from a trip to England, and they brought me back some (!!!). I am savoring them for as long as I can.

Isn’t it amazing how food can trigger memories? If I have a really good pizza, I am instantly back to those streets of Italy, basking in the sun at a street cafe.

P.S. Do you know of a plas in the States you can buy Digestives?

do or don’t: juice cleanse?




I’m going to go on a juice cleanse with my friend, so that we can keep each other accountable. You cleanse with two days of raw fruits and veggies, three days of watered down juice, and again two days of raw fruits and veggies. You do this once a month.
Do you have any do or don’t for juice cleanses? Do you think they are healthy? Or just another diet craze?

Checkout this awesome article on juice cleanses.

recipe: lemon bars

First off, I would like to comment on the ugly styling and composition of the above photo. This will probably go down as one of the worst styled food photos on my blog. It’s so unlike me, first off I used flash. Flash?! I hate flash, it’s about on the same hate-level as running.

The oozing filling, and falling apart nature of this photo will probably tell you most of what you need to know about these lemon bars. Shortbread crust, with a slightly tangy, totally lemony filling…

By chance I picked up this book Tartine at the library quite a few years ago. The first time I cracked open the pages, I fell on love. My Grandma got the book for me a few months later, and a few hours after that I was on a obsessed to cook everything in that book. It has become one of my can’t-live-without cookbooks. And visiting the  Tartine Bakery in San Fran is so on the bucket list.

Anyway, you can follow the recipe here.


photos: from my iphone





This is me right after scraping 8 inches of powder off my car. At times like these I picture myself in Hawaii drinking guava juice between swims in the ocean. Surprisingly, it doesn’t help.

These last few days have been a little crazy. You know that 16 inches of snow I said we were expecting? Well it came, but only by half. But still, 8 inches of snow at the end of March?! Come on!

It really is beautiful, even if it does make my 45 minute commute to work take a hour and a half.

Portland gets little snow. You can tell just by watching people. Today I watched a man build a snow man on his porch, dress it, and pose for a picture with it. This is a full grown man I’m talking about.