Homage to the Great Tomato


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The tomato’s got jealous of the carrots and well, I’m a softie. And I so love tomato’s. It’s summer and they are showing off for us in every garden. Does anyone have an amazing spaghetti recipe?


Project notes: This is the last of the food paintings. Look for the introduction to the new showcase on Monday. So ready to dive into it. Long rest, weekends off and some new art supplies I love and the second wind is here.

SF Bistro Central Parc Creme Brûlée


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I have a dear friend, a very special friend who has such a passion for Creme Brûlée it makes you think she is entering a new country of new flavors and comforts with the thought of it — she invented the dance of solidarity with this fine dessert. Sage Cohen is a poet. Everything she expresses… whether it’s copy for business, poetry, for her son or loved ones is brilliant and gets you on the soul level. So, of course I simply had to order this dessert for my birthday celebration at Bistro Central Parc in NOPA. A soulful week of celebrations deserved nothing less. When Creme Brûlée came to the table, the French (cheek kisses all the way) waiters turned down the lights and had the whole restaurant sing happy birthday. Of course I thought to myself, Sage would approve… She would approve this “all the way.”


San Francisco Green Chili Kitchen Tamales


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I feel very lucky to live just a block away from Green Chili Kitchen’s New Mexican style cuisine. My girlfriend’s and I made a spontaneous stop there on the way Centro Bistro Parc for my final (whew!) birthday party of the week. The margarita’s were amazing, but these Tamales I could easily live on. Handmade/homemade corn tortillas, vegan sweet potato and pork or chicken. With the roasted (not too hot) chili peppers and guacamole quesadilla’s, we were in girl party heaven. Across the street is Chili Pies by the same owner. The chocolate pecan is on my list if I can fit one more thing into my stomach. These two restaurants are in a constant state of buzz and good feeling. When my birthday was mentioned they boisterously took 15% off the bill. That’s the spirit!


It’s the “I don’t give a rat’s butt about apple pie!” Apple Pie.


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It’s true. After Birthday party number 5 I never wanted to see another morsel of food again, much less paint it. Even my toes bulge out of my socks right now and the rabbits are leaving a bit of carrot for me after their breakfast. It’s the only safe food.

But alas, here is a very bright colored Apple Pie. And it is summer, so for you… here is a sweet recipe. In fact it’s a video recipe.


Project Notes: I wondered when it would happen. When I would hit the wall and want a nice long break from painting. I’m there. Taking weekends off is a good start. But why couldn’t I have titled this project 365 painting minus 76 because I’m wobbly human? Silly, silly, silly redhead. Deep breath. It’s a process.

Bottles of Liquid Good Feelings


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Do you see the wine goblet glasses behind these bottles? I call them stage hands. They hang out in the background working hard for the stars of the show. Without them the wine bottles would simply be wine in a bottle. With them, people and good feelings take center stage. I like that.


Authentic Chinese Noodle Pulling


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I know, I know, it looks like a plate of worms. You see… that’s the thing about doing a painting a day, what it looks like is besides the point. ; )

So, in this case, I will just have to tell you the story of the noodles that I saw made without a machine or knives of any kind. My friends treated me to an authentic Chinese dinner for my birthday in Alameda. Before the meal we saw a very magical demo of how fresh noodles are made. None of us could figure out how the noodles came out so perfect. How did he do it with his hands? It looked like braiding dough, while his fingers pulled the noodles in Origami-style motions—like unfolding paper into pasta. We saw the noodles become as thin as angel hair at one point. Twenty minutes later we were eating them. Unbelievably fresh. My first experience ever. Lovin’ the food adventures in the Bay Area. Thank you Cynthia!