In my mind I had several posts ready to go: a cookie recipe, another restaurant in my neighborhood of Kearny Mesa, a food delivery service and some random food stuffs. But I didn't have the heart, at least this week, to do a post on them. Instead I shifted through photos and found random donut... Continue Reading →
Small (And Not-So-Small) Jobs + Alpine Donuts
One of the things I hear the most often from my friends who have homes is the need to find a dependable person to do the small things around the place. Installing sinks, fixing light fixtures, building a fence – you know, the ongoing to-do list that comes with owning and wanting to constantly improve... Continue Reading →
Edible Donut Shooters and The Girl with the Donut Tattoo comic
Things are busy here at the Horn household. Aside from renovating, packing and prepping for our move, we’re also trying to wrangle putting out a comic. Yes, you read that right, a comic. The semi-autobiographical comic is written by me with art by Paul and entitled The Girl with the Donut Tattoo. You may have... Continue Reading →
Three on Broadway: Umamicatessen’s Beignets, Tres Leches and Foie Gras Donuts
Starting on July 1, foie gras will be banned from California. While some people are actively protesting it or supporting it, there’s no doubt that the ban has sparked a statewide interest in this delicacy. Foie gras parties are being discussed and restaurants are pulling out all the stops, hoping to attract some eager/curious taste... Continue Reading →
Bouchon Blunder
It was either the dryness of the desert or the food hangover from the night before, but whatever you do, never EVER call the beignets at Bouchon Bakery a donut hole.
Donuts Make Me Go Nuts
My fascination with donuts is a love-hate relationship. I love to eat them but I have never made them, fearing the long process it takes. My love for them has spawned an entire page in my journal what kind of donuts I would serve if I had my shop. Donut necklace anyone? But my fear... Continue Reading →
Food Faux Pas #2 – Never buy donuts from a place that also sells egg rolls
Or even hot dogs for that matter.
Even in Beverly Hills they eat donuts
Questions that often haunt my thoughts when visiting Los Angeles are whether the glittery, moist people in Beverly Hills put their pants one leg at a time? Or lose socks in the dryer? Or have bad hair days? Or even, do they eat donuts?I don't have answers for the first three questions, although I question... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 