A sugar cookie with an icing flavored with hope and with a dash of change.The cookies were part of Porto's cookie election: buy either a donkey to support Obama or an elephant for McCain. The elephant cookies looked crumbly, stale, disappointing and appeared to be the same old, same old.
Food and mail — what not to do
So did you hear about the news this week where someone mailed bacon to a Republican Congressman as a message about pork barreling? Turns out it wasn't such a good idea. The bacon leaked through the package and forced evacuation of the office. A bomb squad came in and discovered it was just food. Personally,... Continue Reading →
Summer days driftin’ away, to uh-oh those summer nights
I'm sad summer is over. It's been eventful in many ways: a summer vacation to the Midwest, a marriage proposal from my best friend and — of course — the annual comic-con in San Diego where I met many old and new friends that I don't see far too often.Abby Denson's rocking Hello Kitty purse!One... Continue Reading →
I should hope so
Seen from Whole Foods salad bar and photo taken with my phone.
Santa Monica and Spanish fritters
I don't like Santa Monica very much. I've only been there three times when I lived in Los Angeles and I didn't think very much of it between the traffic, the parking and vagrants on corners asking you for money. And then there are the street performers, namely the monkey whose only trick is to... Continue Reading →
Hillcrest: Desserts, pizza and Pinkberry
Living near Hillcrest offers a lot of opportunities for me to walk into the neighborhood and discover new stores. Places I like to frequent include a used bookstore, a candy shop and a few restaurants. Over the last few months, a few places have popped up that have caught my interest.Among them is Mille Feuille... Continue Reading →
Food graffiti
Seen at a Sizzler parking lot in Pasadena.And no, I did not eat there.
Nice cans. Are they real?
Delicious... or delicious?I'm pretty sure one is real. Maybe both. Maybe neither. Thoughts?P.Ho
Sometimes I’m just chained to my desk
Despite all the complaining I do, I enjoy my job. I really do. After years of struggling as an assistant, followed by a temporary move to Los Angeles to get ahead, and then the long commute from San Diego to Orange County every day, I think I've arrived in where I want to be. I... Continue Reading →
Big spoon, little spoon
There comes a time when you've been with someone a long time that you start to realize little things like how they like to brush their teeth, their sleeping habits and -- most importantly -- what spoon they like to use when eating cereal.It's wasn't a bad thing, only an observation when it was pointed... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 