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21 10, 2019

Comfort food: Stalking the Wild Hungarian Mushroom Soup

2019-10-21T13:25:30-07:00

Tonight's version of Hungarian Mushroom soup included crimini, oyster, and shiitake mushrooms. Plus a LOT of sour cream. I hadn't lived in Portland long before my friends Joel and Jim flew in for a visit. They announced--two minutes after arrival--that "We're taking you for Hungarian Mushroom Soup." That was my introduction to an incredible soup at a place [...]

Comfort food: Stalking the Wild Hungarian Mushroom Soup2019-10-21T13:25:30-07:00
18 10, 2019

Comfort food: Hominy casserole

2019-10-18T12:20:14-07:00

I was GONNA take a picture of the hominy casserole, fresh out of the oven in all its glory...but it didn't last that long. You couldn't say my ex-mother-in-law and I got along, exactly, but I'd be the last to criticize her cooking. She could make cardboard stew delicious...mostly because her three favorite ingredients were sour cream, butter, [...]

Comfort food: Hominy casserole2019-10-18T12:20:14-07:00
16 09, 2019

‘Shrooming

2019-09-15T21:00:46-07:00

"I'm thinking the chanterelles are probably up, now that we've had our first good rains," said The Resident Carpenter, tentatively, "Would you be too disappointed if we went mushroom hunting in the mountains instead of Oktoberfest?" We'd planned to spend Saturday at the Mt. Angel Oktoberfest (though it might be more accurate to call it Septemberfest). Nathan's European [...]

‘Shrooming2019-09-15T21:00:46-07:00
16 08, 2019

Sushi on the hoof: The tuna trip

2019-08-16T13:49:44-07:00

OK, so this week's tuna fishing expedition wasn't nearly the Freddy Kreuger-style bloodbath I feared. In fact, it was kinda glorious. Turns out that the Wilderness and I are best buds if it improves the quality of my grub... and tuna "loins"* are about as improving as grub gets. The Resident Carpenter and I set out for Depoe [...]

Sushi on the hoof: The tuna trip2019-08-16T13:49:44-07:00
18 04, 2018

Walking and the well-grounded non-gardener

2018-05-08T20:43:12-07:00

"Do you have a cane?" Brenda-the-PT asked, and I nodded, "Good. Bring it next time. I want you to graduate from your walker to a cane." Heady stuff. Me, not lugging around walkers and wheelchairs? Wow. "No long walks on a cane yet, only short trips," she warned, "And no carrying heavier stuff when you're on the cane, at least [...]

Walking and the well-grounded non-gardener2018-05-08T20:43:12-07:00
29 07, 2017

Did she bake a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy?

2018-07-21T18:59:49-07:00

If you added up all my blogposts since 2003, you’d have something like 7,200 separate articles. Only about 650 are actually searchable on morganica.com right now. Tried to import the rest, but so far can’t figure out a way to do that without spamming the heck out of the 1,500 or so subscribers who asked to be notified when I [...]

Did she bake a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy?2018-07-21T18:59:49-07:00
4 08, 2016

Fruitsicles and how to make them

2017-07-03T14:27:05-07:00

Fruitsicles--fresh fruit puree popsicles in push-up tube bags-were a delicious accident on my road to sorbet...and a great way to use summer fruit. They're also relatively good for you; you get the vitamin C, fiber, and all the calcium, iron, magnesium, etc., found in fresh fruit for a measly 47 calories per fruitsicle (52 cal for wineberry, probably 60 cal [...]

Fruitsicles and how to make them2017-07-03T14:27:05-07:00
13 07, 2016

Phil and the chocolate factory

2017-07-03T14:28:13-07:00

"No, no!" he corrected, "We are not chocolatiers. We are chocolate MAKERS. We MAKE the chocolate here." Ahhh. Apparently there's a big difference: Chocolatiers make stuff out of someone else's chocolate, like Hershey's or Varlhona or Guittard or Ghiradelli. A chocolate MAKER, such as Coleman & Davis, is where those people get the chocolate from. "Yes, that's right," he nodded, [...]

Phil and the chocolate factory2017-07-03T14:28:13-07:00
29 01, 2015

Unstaff of life

2017-03-01T16:23:15-07:00

Bread--leavened or unleavened--is a staple food in nearly every part of the world. So why is Portland so daggone bad at it? WARNING: Small, grumble-filled rant ahead Market of Choice, a local foodlover's emporium, launched just down the street last week and I was among the throngs who showed up to buy groceries. I noted--with approval--the beautiful tasting gallery of [...]

Unstaff of life2017-03-01T16:23:15-07:00
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