Chances are you live a stone’s throw away from a Thai restaurant in your neighborhood, and you’ve got a go-to local favorite for pad thai. These days I often find myself traveling north of Berkeley, where there’s quite a few wonderful Thai eateries clustered in Albany, El Cerrito and San Pablo locales.
Archive for August 8th, 2008
Making butter? I pictured him sitting on an Amish stool churning away in the shade of his porch. And since I’ve always thought of butter-making as the sole province of women, I pictured him in a dairy maid’s bonnet that matched both his eyes and his rugby shirt. I was a bit jealous of both his crushing amount of free time and the fact that he had thought of making butter before I did. I asked him where he picked up the churn.
“I don’t have a churn, Michael. I’m doing it in my Kitchen Aid.”