I don't know about you, but I've been treating myself right this holiday season. French Toast, cinnamon rolls, ginger molasses cookies...you know ...
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I’ve talked a lot about crêpes in the past — I grew up eating my grandma’s thick, buttery ones (we called them blini) and later my mom’s....
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...
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I try to plan at least one trip per year as a way to reward myself for being a working person the rest of the time, and also so that I can enjoy t...
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I read this post by Erin Loechner, who writes the blog Design for Mankind, last week and have been thinking about it ever since. When I first star...
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I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
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The days are long and the years are short, someone told me when I had my first child. I keep reminding myself of this in these early weeks with th...
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Serves three - four 2 medium russet potatoes, peeled 3 tablespoons of olive oil 3 green onions, thinly sliced French Gray sea salt, to taste...
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It snowed in Seattle. On November 4th. I mean…I realize we left California for the PNW but this was something. There’s a part of me that reall...
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Melissa is a wonderful blog friend whom I admire very much. Over the year (ish?) that I've known her, she's been incredibly supportive of Turntabl...
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Despite the very limited space in my kitchen, I’m particularly fond of my breakfast vessels and gadgets because I am particularly fond of breakf...
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We've been writing here at Turntable Kitchen for nearly three weeks now and I am finally feeling like I'm settling in. It's kind of like starting...