My grandmother's recipe files. Yellowed with age, stained, marked and retooled with a pen after use, a bountiful plethora of homey, American recipes from the California Central Valley and the little hidden nest of Ojai. Each little note card contains one recipe, hand written or type via an old Remington Rand, or displays some various magazine or newspaper clipping perfectly adhered to the card.
Clams. Casseroles. Puddings. Pies. These are just some of the categories in the culinary history of Garrett's family, manifested in the form of his grandmother's recipe files that appear both organized and charmingly mish-mashed at the same time.