breakfast

Giving Poached Eggs Another Whirl

7 June 2011

Poaching an egg takes nerve. The first time I attempted it, I thought I was following all the rules: I had an egg and a pot of boiling water spiked with vinegar. But after sliding the egg into the water, I watched, horrified, as the whites dissolved in a web of veins, leaving the yolk [...]

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Eggs and Green Garlic

10 May 2011

Eggs signal spring in a way that goes well beyond Easter and egg-dyeing. If we followed old-world cycles of life, we’d eat eggs in the spring, chicken in the fall. And although I eat eggs year-round, I acknowledge that spring farm eggs, with their carotene-loaded orange yolks, stand apart. (By comparison, winter eggs are downright [...]

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Eat a Prune, Start a Movement

14 September 2010

It started when I was about knee-high, perched around the table at my grandparents’ house in Menlo Park. My grandfather told me to eat a prune. They’re good for you, he said. I looked at the strange, wrinkled orb and thought: whoa, that’s asking too much. My response was a lot less sophisticated. I probably [...]

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A Recipe for Irish Brown Bread

3 August 2010

  This was one of those mornings in which I had to pry my eyes open. And after I did, they immediately fell shut. Rain was pelting the window and my bedroom was so dark that I couldn’t quite believe it was time to get up. Of course, and unfortunately, it was. The thunder soon [...]

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