03 Oct 2014 34 Comments
in Humor, Recipes Tags: Cajun food, Don Schneider, fried chicken, frog legs, gumbo, humor, jambalaya, Jewish New Year, Rosh Hashanah, Topanga
The main reason I don’t like frog legs can be summed up by one very vulgar photo, for which I apologize in advance.
Here it goes:
As part of our large recent meat purchase from my meat purveyor friend in Portland, my pal Donnie got a rather large box of frog legs. More
26 Sep 2014 8 Comments
in Food, Humor, Observations, Pork Tags: abalone, Asian markets, chicken farming, Don Schneider, food, humor, opera, Pork, Portland, recipes
People often ask if we’re ever going to eat our pig, Henri. I explain that he’s a family pet, and no, we have no plans to eat him.
“Not even when he dies of natural causes?” my pal Dan asked.
“You mean like when an anvil falls on his head?” I replied.
Henri napping in the rosemary
I must admit, though … I did catch him napping in the rosemary one day, and thought to myself: “Now I could just build a quick mud oven around him, throw in some coals… and he’d never be the wiser.” More
19 Sep 2014 7 Comments
in Humor, Video Tags: breakfast, Don Schneider, eggs, Ferry Building, food, humor, Mexico, San Francisco, Topanga
“Why don’t you do a post about me?” 10-year-old Naomi Schneider said, gazing over my shoulder as I showed her various posts about her father and mother.
“Why would I do a post about you?” I answered.
Naomi
“Because,” she said.
I assured her that she must be somewhere on my blog, and began opening posts about Tuesday sushi nights and Mexico vacations and Sonoma wine barbecues and other Schneider-related topics, and finally found a group shot at the Ferry Building in San Francisco where a teeny, tiny Naomi could be spotted in a corner. More
12 Sep 2014 21 Comments
in Food, Humor, Pork Tags: black truffle, Iberico bellota pork, King Arthur flour, Nijiya Market, Perigord, Snake River Farms, tagliatelle
It was while browsing the produce aisle at my favorite Japanese market that I saw it — in a plastic container, settled on a bed of rice, a knobby black Perigord truffle.
Truffle-smothered Iberico pork shoulder steak
I picked it up and regarded it enviously. The price was $34, which for a truffle slightly smaller than a tennis ball seemed surprisingly reasonable. But it was more than I felt like spending, so I continued on to the fresh seafood section. But while I shopped for hamachi and albacore, my mind kept returning to the truffle. When I picked it up, I’d been hit by the unique perfume that told me this was a summer French truffle rather than a fall Oregon truffle. There is no other smell on earth like it. More
05 Sep 2014 16 Comments
in Cookbooks, Humor, Recipes Tags: butterbeer, cookbooks, Deathly Hallows, French onion soup, Hagrid, Harry Potter, Kreacher, rock cakes, Unofficial Harry Potter Cookbook
My son, Flynn, is something of a Harry Potter fanatic. We originally read the seven books together when he was in kindergarten and first grade, and the moment we’d finished, he promptly launched back into them and read them all over again. He’s now 10, and is in the process of re-reading the 759-page seventh book, “Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows” — for the ninth time.
Flynn at the barber shop with his book while Dad gets his hair cut
Every so often, he gets out his Unofficial Harry Potter Cookbook — composed mostly of foods actually mentioned in the books — and finds things he’d like to make. Usually it’s something sweet, often “Rockcakes,” the scone-like lumps served by the gentle giant Hagrid when Harry and his friends would visit him in his groundskeeper hut. But on a lazy Sunday afternoon, he had something else in mind. More
skinny girls & mayonnaise 