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A fried egg sandwich.

Ok, trying these asap!

Dear Whole Foods,

Riddle me this. Why is it that at your store in Monterey, all of your food is wholesome and organic and well prepared, yet most of your shoppers are laden with chemicals and additives, like silicone and botox?

Thanks,

M

You know, I can almost smell what that smells like, because that picture was so traumatizing I'm now hallucinating. I imagine it smells a combination of wet dog and death.

My neighbor went insane with joy when they appeared this spring at the SF Ferry Building Farmer's Market. She does the pesto thing that @dmarina mentioned, and also throws them into pasta and on pizza.

I've never tried them. I don't think I will either, but I'm dull like that.

Making this tomorrow to go along with the ropas viejas in the crockpot. If I'm lucky, my friend will make a batch of corn tortillas (her job as a child growing up in Guatemala--two dozen every morning before school) and our families can share dinner ...

My son's 9th grade psych class is watching and discussing "Supersize Me." We live in an economically and racially diverse city (Berkeley) and my son is in a racially diverse small school at Berkeley High. The teacher asked the kids how many fast food places they passed on the way to school. My son passes one ... we live on the snotty side of town. Most of his classmates pass at least a dozen. I've found that since we moved here, our fast food consumption has trickled to zero (and my kid won't eat it anyway since he watched Supersize Me a few years ago) because it's inaccessible and I'm too lazy to drive to get my Big Mac on. And every once in awhile, I admit--I crave a Big Mac. Like DBCurrie above, the kids at BHS swarm the local mom and pop deli, or the Chinese buffet. Healthy? Eh, probably not the buffet so much. But the mom and pop deli loads their sandwiches with vegetables, so that's a plus.

I had the great good fortune to sit next to Chris Cosentino, chef of San Francisco's Incanto, at a food event last week. Chris is all about the meat, and he says his son (age 4) has already gotten called on the carpet by his preschool teachers for telling his fellow preschoolers what exactly is in that McDonald's bag they brought for their lunch.

Could it be a tomatillo sauce? More Mexican, I know, but I've often wanted to bathe in it.

Ruined the engagement dinner of a MLB player that my ex-partner and I had been hired to cater by the player's future mother-in-law. My partner had not understood, nor did he convey, that the meal was to arrive fully cooked--I arrived expecting to put things in the oven and have them cook on-site. MIL was pissed, rightfully so, because her guests were kept waiting. And that started the beginning of the end ...

Spicy shrimp in tomato sauce ... served with grilled bread.

Berkeley, a few blocks from Chez Panisse, but I grew up on the South Side of Chicago.

They haven't paid their mortgage in two years, according to the segment. Two years. I wish I could live mortgage or rent free for two years as well.