Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Friday, December 21, 2012

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Winter Light

My daughter asked me to photograph the snowfall we had last night, but it melted.  However, the gray of winter can be seen in my hair as I sit by the window.

Tuesday, December 04, 2012

Persimmons and Pomegranate


Persimmon-Pomegranate Salad


Pickled Fish Restaurant - Just Fantastic Food

This was my dinner one night at the Adrift Hotel in Long Beach, Washington, where we stayed three days with our two sons over the holiday.  

The Pickled Fish had the most wonderful food I've ever had in a restaurant.  Some of our choices:  Fire-grilled elk sliders with smoky heirloom tomato catsup, vintage Oregon cheddar, brioche buns and pickles; the Haight Ashbury Pizza Pie, with onions, smoked gouda, rosemary and forest foraged wild local mushrooms; Washington whiskey lacquered forest foraged wild mushrooms with bacon fat and candied garlic; ubiquitous local dungeness crab cakes with a broken smoky cranberry vinaigrette and a toss of micro greens 'n herbs; smoky local organic pumpkin bisque with cinnamon yogurt, fried sage and popcorn; the freshest mess of greens with a lemonade vinaigrette, rogue creamery blue, filberts, heirloom apple and bee pollen;  truffle fries - hand-cut Oregon taters, white truffle oil, veronica's black truffle salt and truffle catsup; Montecucco farms roasted heirloom beets, arugula, smoked pine nuts, Washington cider vinaigrette and sheep's milk cheese...and desserts that were pumpkin, chocolate and hazelnut.   

All these were ours, for a modest price, gorgeous presentation, and a wonderful dining atmosphere.

Three Days at Long Beach, Washington

Photo sets to follow, when we get time to process them...
Thanksgiving at Rue and Annies, with the family...photos here.

Biking With My Sons - Long Beach

Wonderful ocean vista, sunshine and surf... film here.

Our Daughter is Expecting in February


Saturday, December 01, 2012

My Little Cabin in Autumn


The cabin I built for my grand-daughter, who is now 16, is now frequented by squirrels up in the loft.  They hide nuts under a blanket.