i'm pretty sure with the death of mr. robert rauschenberg, we've lost not only an american art behemoth, but the one person on earth who can claim he both erased de kooning and made out with cy twombly AND jasper johns ... aside from me, who says these things and is totally, totally making them up (jealously). RIP, sir.
for a brief moment last night on the bus while listening to "say it ain't so" (don't hate) and texting my sr. prom date, i could have sworn it was 2001.
sinus infection be damned, i reunited with my good friend, the ballard sunday market this afternoon after a long, long winter. there, i scarfed on gluten-free baked goods from flying apron and bought a genovese basil plant.
i was a little hesitant about basil as i've heard it's kind of a beast to grow, but the woman at the plant stand assured me that this particular basil babe had lived indoors all his life and would prefer a nice sunny windowsill to the wild and wooly outdoors. so what i have is elitist basil. and in honor of my favorite elitist, who with the passing of each day, comes closer and closer to earning the democratic nomination, i've dubbed my basil "barry." barry and i look forward to a long summer of much fresh pesto and universal child care and other elitist things.
also, because food blogs have basically become my porn, i have to brag about the dumpling soup i stole from my favorite blog 101cookbooks and recreated on saturday night. i made these snap pea dumplings a few weeks back and now have dozens waiting in my freezer to be put to good use. they are sooo sooo good. and perfect paired with a simple broth and some yellow split peas. behold:
