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Dirty Food

Lunch: A Simple Pleasure

October 29, 2012 Dirty Food

I have this friend who got in touch with me recently, saying there were some changes in her life, and she’d fill me in sometime soon… I said, “How about Monday?” And she happily agreed to come. We’re not close, per se – it’s because we’ve actually only met each other in person a handful [...]

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Foxes, Dirty Food, and Brasserie Central

June 27, 2012 Dirty Food

Bras.se.rie: (n) An informal restaurant, esp. one in France or modeled on a French one and with a large selection of drinks. French, from brasser, to malt, brew, from Old French bracier, from Vulgar Latin *bracire, from Latin brace, malt, of Celtic origin I was recently invited to this soft-opening *snickers because she just can’t [...]

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Perfect Cookies = Perfect Mum

June 2, 2010 Dirty Food

So, I don’t really bake. I blame this on my mother. What I mean is, I didn’t stand on a chair next to my mother watching her sift and stir, knead and fold, turning flour, sugar and eggs into magnificent confections. She wasn’t a baker. And she wasn’t that kind of mother – which is [...]

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