For the record, Mr. Sandwich saved us all from the babbling, screaming monster.
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Egg Musings
My mother hated egg whites. Scrambled eggs had to be perfectly blended. I think of her every time I scramble eggs. On the rare occasions that we’d have breakfast out...
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Cooking With Pinterest
I don’t believe in Pinterest guilt. Seriously, if you’re judging yourself by other people’s pins, then it’s time to step away from the computer and go play outside. For me,...
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What We Ate on Our Summer Vacation
When we decided we wanted to go back to Santa Barbara, that naturally meant that we wanted to revisit some of the restaurants we particularly enjoyed. First, though, we decided...
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Holiday Traditions: Roundup
I hope all of you had a very Merry Christmas–unless you don’t celebrate it, in which case I hope you had a very nice day. We can all use nice...
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Bru’s Wiffle–A Waffle Joint
Don’t ask. I do not know what “wiffle” is supposed to mean. And yes, I checked their website. Nevertheless, Bru’s Wiffle–A Waffle Joint (BTW, seriously? A subtitle for your restaurant?)...
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Waffling
Yesterday was Baguette’s first morning in day care. It was a success, and I wasn’t really worried, but there was a bit of separation anxiety. Mine, naturally. Fortunately, I had...
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Bill’s Cafe
If you’re in San Jose and wondering where to have breakfast, you might want to drop in at Bill’s Cafe. Located in the charming (and expensive) neighborhood of Willow Glen,...
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Bread & Porridge
This morning we had breakfast at Bread & Porridge in Santa Monica. I’ve eaten there a couple of times, and had good memories of it, but Mr. Sandwich had never...
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We’re Cooking with Gas
Sandwich Père and Sandwich Belle-mere came to visit this weekend, and today Aunt and Uncle Sandwich joined us. As you might imagine, there was a lot of food. Friday night...