Forbidden Foie Grasfeatured
We hurried along in the cloak of darkness, skirting the lamp posts, our footsteps echoing on the wet cobblestone. We reached our destination, threw a quick look over our shoulders to make sure we weren’t being followed, and then approached the discreet door, solid, bolted. One long knock followed by three swift knocks.
Password: quack quack.
A foie gras dinner awaits.
*****Ok, so maybe it wasn’t quite so dramatic. But with California’s upcoming ban on foie gras slated for July 1 (Senate Bill 1520), who knows what kind of clandestine measures we’ll have to take to get a taste of the forbidden foie?
I predict a healthy black market, astronomic prices, and a resurgence of speakeasy grilles in the door design world.
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Weekend Getaway: Oysters + Cheese {Marin, Part 2}featured
We are now entering the cheese portion of this eating excursion. Get excited. Because you’ll notice on your drive up through Marin County that this is indeed cow country.
The Point Reyes peninsula has a long and tasty history of artisan cheesemaking. During the Gold Rush, European immigrants built dairies here to supply butter and cheese to gold miners in San Francisco. The peninsula became known as “cow heaven” and from the looks of it, not much has changed.
Just as the nutrient rich and pristine waters of Tomales Bay play an integral role in creating oysters that burst with briny, buttery sweetness, the salty Pacific breezes, cooling coastal fog, and abundant grasslands make this area prime for producing some of the best cheeses in the country. In fact, a whopping 22,000 acres of land in Marin and Sonoma are dedicated to making cheese and milk products.
700 of those acres belong to the Giacomini Family Dairy, a.k.a. the Point Reyes Farmstead Cheese Company, maker of one of my favorite cheeses of all time, the Point Reyes Original Blue. We arrived at the farm, and proceeded up the driveway. An unassuming, curving dirt path, we wound around and rumbled uphill, and then, as we broke the crest of the hill, the most picturesque sight greeted us. I can only describe it as a sweeping panorama of pastoral bliss. Rolling, lush, green hills, a calm pool of water, hundreds of beautiful Holstein cows lazing in the sun, grazing, gossiping about the new bull in town, you know, doing stuff happy cows do. It was cow paradise.
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Weekend Getaway: Oysters + Cheese {Marin, Part 1}featured
One of my favorite things about living in SF is the infinite number of weekend excursions we have at our fingertips. If we’re feeling the need to get out of the city, we have our pick of beach, mountains, and wine country waiting for us. Just an hour north of SF in Marin County is one of our favorite getaways. It involves generous quantities of oysters and cheese. I thought you’d like that.
Let’s start with the magnificent oyster.
“I love oysters. It’s like kissing the sea on the lips.” – Léon-Paul Fargue, French poet
It’s no secret that the Hog Island Oyster Farm is one of my ultimate happy places. There is nothing like it. My game plan usually involves packing a picnic of some chilled bubbly, a spread of cheeses, meats, fruit, olive bread, and some candied nuts if I’m really on top of things. Throw in a bag of charcoal if you like to BBQ your oysters (there are grills you can use on site), and don’t forget to bring some dishtowels – shucking can get pretty slippery.
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Tomato Piefeatured
When it comes to challenges in the kitchen, I tend to get a bit fixated. If a recipe fails (sad face) I go straight into problem-solving mode until I have exhausted.every.single.possibility. I guess it’s the neurotic perfectionist in me.
If you’ve been reading LMS for awhile, you know all about my love for Tomato Pie. The Tomato Pie I’m talking about is not like pie pie. There’s no pastry crust, no mayonnaise, no raw tomatoes decoratively placed on top. No, Tomato Pie is more like a Sicilian-style pizza but without the cheese on top. It’s a simple pleasure of thick, soft crust, and sweet, tangy tomato sauce.
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