Conversation with an Artisan: Letty Flatt

“I wonder if this call’s important. It’s the second time they’ve tried me.” Letty speculated about the phone she wasn’t answering.  A few minutes later we were discussing our involvement with local CSAs and she had an Aha, “Oh, that was the call! Eggs today and I didn’t leave money on the porch.”  The fact that she’d ordered fresh organic free-range eggs wasn’t my only clue that she isn’t a vegan. The first was when I asked her directly. Her reply?  “No, um – cheese.”  We were instantly kindred spirits.

Letty Flatt, Executive Pastry Chef and Author of Chocolate Snowball

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Tammy’s Top Ten (t3 report) Soups Worth Slurping

I don’t know if there’s any truth to the story that blood thins when one lives in the desert. Despite bright sun, I think it’s cold outside but I’m inside with a good book and a cuddly kid and a pot of soup on the stove. Good book + cuddly kid + soup = perfection in my book.

Soup for Slurping

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The Magic of Night School

Some of you began reading my blog through my association with Mrs. Q and the fact that I was leading my own private revolution against school lunch programs. It was that and a series of other events that caused us to change our youngest son’s school.

Now, there is no lunch program other than what we pack into his reusable lunch bag and a water bottle but let me tell you, whatever it is, it best not be rubbish or I may be notified.

Night School Photo by Director, Piya Jacob

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Embracing Diversity

Here’s a boring little secret. I often read annual reports. Back in business school, it was required as form of analysis. What did the Chairman really say in his letter? Did the financial evidence support the words? Today, I no longer look from that vantage point but I do zero in on things like “corporate values”. This became of interest to me after the Enron crisis when that silver-toothed energy trader claimed “integrity” as a hallmark of their corporation. I began to realize the “sameness” of values and how unless they were embraced at the top and infused into decision making – including employee selection, there was really no point. It’s a bit like all of those folks with milk mustaches. Got Honesty? Got Integrity?

Embracing Diversity

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Saving Thyme

A couple of years ago, I transplanted the thyme growing in my garden to the small patio just outside my kitchen. It was a purely selfish move saving me a few steps when I was cooking and needed a few sprigs.

Thyme on the Patio

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Pot-Luck!

Some scholars believe that the first use of the term Pot-luck appears in the work of an Elizabethan poet named Thomas Nashe. While that might be true, given that his fame was largely driven by his erotic poetry, I hesitate to consider what Pot-luck may have meant to Nashe. Instead, I favor the Irish and the sense of a communal meal where friends and neighbors brought whatever ingredients they had to place into the one pot – hence, the food they enjoyed was literally the luck of the pot.

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Ask a Fool

“When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” This quote by Wayne Dyer perfectly describes my Sudoku prowess. After agonizing over one of the most difficult, I often walk away for a few minutes, come back, turn the puzzle upside down, and am able to finish it off.  It also describes my latest eggplant strategy.

Coming to the End of the Season

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Awaken Your Inner-Nutella

“Whoever invented this has a straight shot into heaven for making so many people happy.” Those are words from my teenaged son as he sat with a spoon and a jar of Nutella. The “this” was in fact, the Nutella.

Nutella and the Attainment of Heaven

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Lest We Forget, We’re Doomed to Repeat

I googled “boatload of sweet potatoes”. Surprisingly, several food writers own that very phrase. Happy that others had encountered this excess before, I settled on the writings of a Seuss Chef (sorry!) for a dish of Green Eggs and Yam.

Green Eggs and Yam

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Rumble and Ramble in Blackberry Bramble

It’s easy as pie – really. But that doesn’t explain the numerous little pink scratches criss-crossing my arms which simultaneously eroded the popular productivity principles that I’ve spent a career mastering.

Sally's Blackberry Pie

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