>Dolores Park Saturday Morning
… Where was I.. kids playing in the park, biali, pigeons… yes, ok. Here we are.
I’ve been contemplating as of late that as a self-confessed unknowledgeable food lover, with a penchant for commentary, that in the grand scheme of things it doesn’t really matter whether or not you know by taste that the nouveau pistachio ice-cream has ground pink peppercorns subtly flavoring it; or if you have the new “end all” kitchen gadget–you know, the one that promises to be the chop/dice/puree magic machine. For me, the appreciation of food amounts to what it is in it’s purest form, a matter of “is it good?” and “why.”
There are plenty of blogs that will tell you the nitty gritty of the “how to’s” and give you the flowery descriptions should you so crave… see my side bar, I love them too.
But for all intensive purposes, you will not find them here : )
I’ve recently decided to change my approach with Learning to Experiment. Gone are the uber sensitive and personal details of my everyday life (although I will keep some); and in, a more streamlined yet still “emi-random” approach–an attempt to re-instill my original intent.
That being said, on with my disastrous kitchen experiments and culinary (and non culinary) meandering in this new city I now call home!