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 September 21st, 2010
I have a confession to make: I’ve been on a bit of a tomato bender.
I just can’t help it. They are just so irresistible. I’ve been popping cherry tomatoes like pills, sneaking slices and dices of heirlooms into every meal, and lusting after Early Girls. I recently came across this Mario Batali clip, and learned that there is a word for my ailment. The Italians call it Scorpacciata.