<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906</id><updated>2012-01-26T22:31:28.677-08:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='wedding planning'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='mexican'/><category term='diner'/><category term='macaroni and cheese'/><category term='weeknight dinners'/><category term='sleepless in seattle'/><category term='role models'/><category term='pride of the yankees'/><category term='super powers'/><category term='San Diego'/><category term='beautiful girls'/><category term='oxtails'/><category term='21 Club'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='southern'/><category term='San Dieguito Park'/><category term='film'/><category term='burgers'/><category term='love'/><category term='pearls'/><category term='elope'/><category term='onion rings'/><category term='engagement'/><title type='text'>wit wisdom and food</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-6779000605112942833</id><published>2012-01-11T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:35:10.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Dieguito Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>130 days or roughly 17 weeks</title><summary type='text'>In that short amount of time I need to plan our wedding. We have been engaged since mid-November but with the holidays put wedding planning in cruise control. As the girl I am I spent that time crafting about a dozen versions of my dream wedding. Thank you Pinterest for your help in organizing all of this. I am now ready to use it and I couldn't be more excited about the plan we have come up with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6779000605112942833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=6779000605112942833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6779000605112942833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6779000605112942833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2012/01/130-days-or-roughly-17-weeks.html' title='130 days or roughly 17 weeks'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BI6EWpkw5TM/Tw44zKNVJWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eXYoDJCP5dk/s72-c/blogger-image-1702088438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1358068302586777228</id><published>2011-12-03T23:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:14:47.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more life lessons</title><summary type='text'>It wasn't but a few days ago that I talked about the things my engagement ring taught me. Today's life lesson is it might be best to go with your first idea. My first idea was to have a small mostly family ceremony and a casual lunch. Of course, even with just family and close friends it won't be all that small when your fiancé has 11 brothers and sisters. Curious where this plan got off course?
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1358068302586777228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1358068302586777228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1358068302586777228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1358068302586777228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-life-lessons.html' title='more life lessons'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3LB0Pluljs/Ttsb0S683BI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKXzjdzXxgs/s72-c/brides_december_cover_toc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-8427060475963428178</id><published>2011-11-30T08:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T09:37:33.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super powers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>things my engagement ring taught me</title><summary type='text'>

I have been engaged for two weeks now and I have already learned some very important things.
1. engagement rings have super powers
2. men care about their wedding
3. men don't get how much you think about the wedding

From the minute that ring was slipped on my finger it was like I had super powers that allowed me to not take anything too seriously. I could have watched someone run into my car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8427060475963428178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=8427060475963428178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8427060475963428178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8427060475963428178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/11/things-my-engagement-ring-taught-me.html' title='things my engagement ring taught me'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vQyYxQLTCE/TtsaPQ5iFGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oMJSdN7jMh8/s72-c/312672_10150369888758951_605048950_8666792_1198449928_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5119845843947000575</id><published>2011-08-24T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:32:42.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Foods tests Wellness Clubs for healthier eating - USATODAY.com</title><summary type='text'>Would you pay $45 a month to have whole foods teach you how to eat healthier?If people would just learn three things they wouldn't need to waste their money and would be on the right track1. Moderation2. Stay active do something for crying out loud.3. Balance some play some work it doesn't all have to be good for you or a chore but some of it should be. Whole Foods tests Wellness Clubs for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5119845843947000575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5119845843947000575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5119845843947000575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5119845843947000575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/08/whole-foods-tests-wellness-clubs-for.html' title='Whole Foods tests Wellness Clubs for healthier eating - USATODAY.com'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7824328486408166836</id><published>2011-08-22T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:49:41.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride of the yankees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepless in seattle'/><title type='text'>how i knew and why you will hate me</title><summary type='text'>
He remembers everything and I, the girl in the relationship, embarrassingly would need to ask him how this conversation started. That is one of the amazing things about him, he listens to everything even when I swear he isn't, but it isn't how I knew. All I can remember was that some how we talked about Pride of the Yankees. I would guess it started because he said he felt like the luckiest man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7824328486408166836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7824328486408166836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7824328486408166836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7824328486408166836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-i-knew-and-why-you-will-hate-me.html' title='how i knew and why you will hate me'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aG7kWHAone4/TlMRk9vE6tI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X0ryeE9KYTQ/s72-c/sleepless-in-seattle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-6526744146088637442</id><published>2011-08-20T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:23:11.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the upside of moving</title><summary type='text'>With moving comes packing and cleaning and none of that is ever that much fun. But the goody goody gumdrops part of moving is I get to decorate and dream. Here are the top 10 things I am excited about moving to a new place.

1. There is a great window that will look great with halloween decorations and I haven't gone gung ho for halloween in years.

2. I get to get a new king size bed...which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6526744146088637442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=6526744146088637442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6526744146088637442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6526744146088637442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/08/upside-of-moving.html' title='the upside of moving'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5235468086463056085</id><published>2011-08-17T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:23:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Cupcake</title><summary type='text'>A cute little bakery in the outer sunset. Easy for anyone to get to since it is right on the N-Judah line. The girl behind the counter was cute, helpful and steered us to some great choices. I had to give the Nutella latte a shot and wasn't disappointed. They have only been open for two months and are still trying to work out some kinks but it seemed really promising. A younger kid (ok not really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5235468086463056085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5235468086463056085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5235468086463056085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5235468086463056085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/08/lets-cupcake.html' title='Let&apos;s Cupcake'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsKU3LQySXA/TkyTyCbXtkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vW0SPneWZGM/s72-c/image-710914.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1217224632616345045</id><published>2011-08-17T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:10:55.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpler times</title><summary type='text'>I quit smoking almost 2 months ago but I just love the look of old things. I like to believe the 50's &amp; 60's were an easier time, though I have a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't.  Even though it probably wasn't the every day dream I think it must have been the decor and items from that era always make me feel relaxed and at ease.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1217224632616345045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1217224632616345045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1217224632616345045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1217224632616345045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/08/simpler-times.html' title='Simpler times'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nQUBPhB0LoM/TkwuYIR-yPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M1G6XACh2ic/s72-c/image-755976.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5538786133796882200</id><published>2011-07-25T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:48:17.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Important Now!</title><summary type='text'>I now have a folder in my internet favorites called my social life. It is all links to the various sites I need to maintain all the information I post on the internet or follow on the internet. There is the tumblr site that when posted on connects to the facebook page and twitter account of the same name, this blogger site that also posts to the facebook page and twitter account, the twitterfeed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5538786133796882200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5538786133796882200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5538786133796882200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5538786133796882200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-must-be-important-now.html' title='I Must Be Important Now!'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3162057635346857036</id><published>2011-05-21T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T12:47:26.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onion rings'/><title type='text'>That burger Bula my mind</title><summary type='text'>It has been over a month since I had my first burger at Pearl's. I had been hearing about how they make the best burger ever for about 5 months when I finally had one. Before we went I had this brilliant idea that we would eat at as many burger places as possible to truly determine if Pearl's is the best in SF. I have to admit I didn't believe him that it was the best burger. Not because of who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3162057635346857036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3162057635346857036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3162057635346857036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3162057635346857036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-burger-bula-my-mind.html' title='That burger Bula my mind'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nckA-xenRbM/TdgGFkV0vjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QwWVSK4wChQ/s72-c/pearls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-8750660126619027960</id><published>2011-05-16T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:46:50.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macaroni and cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeknight dinners'/><title type='text'>Macaroni and Cheese</title><summary type='text'>I finally have someone to cook for and I feel like I am running out of ideas. In reality I am actually doing fine, we have lived together for just over a month and I haven't repeated a meal yet. Though to be honest there were some leftovers, some delivery and some dinners out, but I have really developed quite the list of recipes to pull from during the week. I have also added in some large </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8750660126619027960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=8750660126619027960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8750660126619027960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8750660126619027960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2011/05/macaroni-and-cheese.html' title='Macaroni and Cheese'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7988697905492617842</id><published>2010-08-06T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:48:52.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role models'/><title type='text'>who do you admire?</title><summary type='text'>Seems like a simple enough question, but if you stop to think about it the answer could surprise you. Mine didn't surprise me in the "I would never think of them" but more in a "I can't believe I never answered the question that way" before way. It seems that most people answer with people they aspire to be like but would never actually be. Typical answers: Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Obama, Lance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7988697905492617842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7988697905492617842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7988697905492617842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7988697905492617842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-do-you-admire.html' title='who do you admire?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4532736962180330136</id><published>2010-06-18T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:04:23.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best of friends</title><summary type='text'>People come into your life at different speeds. There are people that come racing in like a force of nature and others sort of saunter in and before you know it they have been there for years. My closest and dearest friends have sauntered. I just got to spend an amazing night with one of the best friends I have. We have known each other for 6 years. We worked together and I still remember the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4532736962180330136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4532736962180330136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4532736962180330136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4532736962180330136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-of-friends.html' title='The best of friends'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/TBsZzQynWtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sBo0Qn_CrUU/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3587511409164351720</id><published>2010-06-10T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:17:43.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh those summer nights</title><summary type='text'>Summertime and the living is easy. There are so many songs that reminisce about the joys of warm summer days. Tonight I am dreaming of warm summer nights. 
I can smell the charcoal starting to smoke, taste the cold beer in my mouth, hear the bug zapper in the distance, feel the mosquitoes landing on my skin, and see the fireflies starting to come out of the grass to light up the night sky with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3587511409164351720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3587511409164351720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3587511409164351720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3587511409164351720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/06/uh-oh-those-summer-nights.html' title='Uh-oh those summer nights'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5355474136925694655</id><published>2010-05-22T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:46:21.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learning</title><summary type='text'>Last night I took myself on a great date. A while ago someone told me about 1300 on Fillmore and I have wanted to go for over a year. Last night, I finally got tired of waiting and took myself. Since the menu has a hint of southern I started with bourbon, neat. It went wonderfully with my cornbread with sweet jalapeno jelly and the freshwater shrimp hushpuppies I ordered as my appetizer. The only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5355474136925694655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5355474136925694655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5355474136925694655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5355474136925694655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/05/learning.html' title='learning'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-8965539125898795460</id><published>2010-05-18T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:50:37.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's next</title><summary type='text'>Everything is fun for a while. San Francisco and the bay area have been fun for a long time. Being single and on my own has been fun but that fun has not lasted as long. I hate to say I am lonely because that has a stigma and implies that I am depressed. I am so far from depressed. I have never been more content with who I am and what I am doing, but I am tired of being lonely. I see many people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8965539125898795460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=8965539125898795460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8965539125898795460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8965539125898795460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-next.html' title='what&apos;s next'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-6942907744427088445</id><published>2010-05-16T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:05:42.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not your average girl</title><summary type='text'>Ladies, raise your hand if you planned your wedding when you were a teenager, or and adult, while you tried to fall asleep at night. I was never with you. I was busy planning and decorating my dream house. I was always a little different I guess. Never appreciated that while I was decorating my dream home but I have learned to embrace it. I still plan my dream home when I have trouble falling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6942907744427088445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=6942907744427088445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6942907744427088445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6942907744427088445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-your-average-girl.html' title='not your average girl'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/S_DTDq8FsVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/78zL1Tkpijk/s72-c/checkerboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1140927395187341269</id><published>2010-04-09T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:40:54.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change, hope...now act</title><summary type='text'>Find something important and put a bumper sticker on your car, put a poster in your window, maybe vote. Minimal and makes a minimal impact. The ones that make the impact are the ones taking action. They are from all walks of life and their actions are big and small. The thing that they have in common is that they are changing people that wouldn't likely change on their own. Putting a bumper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1140927395187341269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1140927395187341269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1140927395187341269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1140927395187341269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/04/change-hopenow-act.html' title='change, hope...now act'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-858133280729919159</id><published>2010-04-01T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:43:31.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a better cook</title><summary type='text'>Every Thursday I pick up my CSA box and it is like having a birthday present waiting for me on a strangers porch. I never know exactly what is going to be inside the waxy little box. Today I stopped by to pick up my box and I lifted out four more bags of greens, bringing my monthly total to 17 bags of various greens. Then I saw the pearl that showed up and I gasped like a school girl that just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/858133280729919159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=858133280729919159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/858133280729919159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/858133280729919159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/04/becoming-better-cook.html' title='Becoming a better cook'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7101946121353369791</id><published>2010-03-14T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:07:23.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first box</title><summary type='text'>Thursday, March 9th: time stamp 7:04pm. I showed up at a predetermined location. I was instructed to find my name on the list, cross it off, collect my take, and collapse the box and leave it. I followed all instructions and headed home to investigate my loot more closely. What I found when I got home I found bag of green after bag of green. Five in total. All different varieties. Dandelion, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7101946121353369791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7101946121353369791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7101946121353369791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7101946121353369791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-first-box.html' title='My first box'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7668114437680889260</id><published>2010-03-06T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T04:06:15.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunset punx por vida</title><summary type='text'>Have you found a group of friends that after a few short months you felt like you had known them for years? If you haven't I hope you find them some day because they will change your life. I have had many people come in and out of my life but none have had the impact of the punx. Two years ago I moved to the Inner Sunset, a perfect neighborhood of San Francisco. I knew one person in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7668114437680889260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7668114437680889260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7668114437680889260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7668114437680889260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunset-punx-por-vida.html' title='sunset punx por vida'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/S5I8FkK2y1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/5sAHLkcOmFM/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4951048056096192334</id><published>2010-02-01T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:51:13.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Week</title><summary type='text'>In honor of my parents first trip to the Super Bowl and MY Indianapolis Colts second trip to the Super Bowl, I am posting a creative writing paper I wrote in college. My memories of my first Colt's game in what was the Hoosier Dome. Game was most likely in 1986, the first year we had season tickets. Probably played the Cincinnati Bengals, which I couldn't pronounce so I refered to them as the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4951048056096192334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4951048056096192334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4951048056096192334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4951048056096192334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-week.html' title='Super Bowl Week'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2934917883583118715</id><published>2009-12-24T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:29:09.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>orphan holidays</title><summary type='text'>"Please sir, I want some more." Well it isn't exactly a scene from Oliver, but when you are family-less on the two big holidays of the year it feels a little like a scene from Oliver but minus the hunger. Being away from family on Thanksgiving and Christmas isn't easy that is for sure. The solution is to find people in the same boat. Thanksgiving seems a little easier since it is a big eating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2934917883583118715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2934917883583118715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2934917883583118715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2934917883583118715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/12/orphan-holidays.html' title='orphan holidays'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4694266422052387174</id><published>2009-12-21T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:59:51.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diner'/><title type='text'>one of the big dreams</title><summary type='text'>With the allure of southern food and a general love for simple, good comfort food comes a love of diners. Give me a blue plate special of fried chicken and mashed potatoes or maybe some mac and cheese and life is good. Ohhh or maybe some meatloaf or hash browns and some fried eggs with a heavy, bottomless white cup filled with coffee. I have been working retail for the last 8 years and I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4694266422052387174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4694266422052387174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4694266422052387174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4694266422052387174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-big-dreams.html' title='one of the big dreams'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2850107381666586750</id><published>2009-12-20T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:06:12.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='southern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oxtails'/><title type='text'>Born into the wrong culture</title><summary type='text'>I have always wanted to be something that I am not. The two things I wish that I could be right now are southern and Mexican. There is something about the food culture and camaraderie that those groups have that I want for myself. I don't want to speak Spanish or have a thick accent but I do want to eat and celebrate the way they do. Large celebrations for the smallest rite of passage made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2850107381666586750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2850107381666586750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2850107381666586750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2850107381666586750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/12/born-into-wrong-culture.html' title='Born into the wrong culture'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3694989507963501874</id><published>2009-10-25T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:09:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more new years resolutions!</title><summary type='text'>No more certainly makes it sound like I at one point in my life made them. I really have never had new years resolutions because they just seem like a way to set myself up for failure and self-loathing when I don't achieve them. So I am starting a new tradition, birthday goals. I say goal because it is going to be centered around doing something I have been putting off or something I have wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3694989507963501874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3694989507963501874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3694989507963501874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3694989507963501874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-more-new-years-resolutions.html' title='No more new years resolutions!'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3219187825520320635</id><published>2009-10-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:06:36.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity</title><summary type='text'>Peas, pancetta, risotto and a great pinot were the perfect start to a relaxing Saturday night. I have been in my new apartment for a month and a half and this was the first meal I cooked for myself. I have been struggling to get over my ridiculous idea that cooking is just too much effort. It wasn't until i put the onion on the cutting board and fired up the stove that I realized how soothing it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3219187825520320635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3219187825520320635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3219187825520320635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3219187825520320635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplicity.html' title='simplicity'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4190596685629157174</id><published>2009-08-28T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:31:24.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best days are always made by the same things, good friends and great food. Today was no exception. I started the day by meeting up with two good friends and having a refreshing Greek salad on an oddly humid day in Oakland. It wasn't Midwest humid but the air had enough moisture to make you sweat while sitting still. Wash it down with some cold lemonade, long overdue catching up and some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4190596685629157174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4190596685629157174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4190596685629157174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4190596685629157174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-days-are-always-made-by-same.html' title=''/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3299227801235508107</id><published>2009-06-14T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:49:16.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories, like the corners of my mind</title><summary type='text'>Misty water-colored memories. Not the best song but it brings back a time and place to many people. A good song, or a bad song, like a good meal can bring you back quickly to a very specific time and place. Combine the two and the memories become so much stronger. Food tastes better the more senses you use while eating it. Obviously, you use taste when you eat any meal and smell is at most meals </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3299227801235508107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3299227801235508107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3299227801235508107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3299227801235508107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/memories-like-corners-of-my-mind.html' title='Memories, like the corners of my mind'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-661066050753489249</id><published>2009-06-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:15:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewish Penicillin</title><summary type='text'>Runny nose, stuffy head, itchy eyes and the doctor orders some chicken noodle soup. Maybe there aren't any medicinal properties to chicken noodle soup, but you can't doubt the effect it has on you when you are feeling under the weather. It seems to work in any form. For lunch today I had chicken pho and it was as soothing as the canned chicken noodle soup I had for dinner.  Probably would have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/661066050753489249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=661066050753489249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/661066050753489249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/661066050753489249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/jewish-penicillin.html' title='Jewish Penicillin'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7044936230735081022</id><published>2009-06-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:14:10.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has the itch...</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it comes during a certain time of year and other times it just creeps up on me until I can't ignore it anymore. The urge becomes so strong that I spend night after night doing research. Research on places, programs and ideas I haven't thought of in months. Always the same thoughts and longing that seem to quiet but never go away. I wonder every time if this will be the time I act or if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7044936230735081022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7044936230735081022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7044936230735081022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7044936230735081022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/has-itch.html' title='Has the itch...'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5848185861902689152</id><published>2009-05-23T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:55:18.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Less afraid of odd cuts of meat. In the last month I have had beef tongue, beef cheeks and today pork belly. Every one of them was delicious. The roasted pork belly sandwich today was a pleasant suprise.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5848185861902689152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5848185861902689152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5848185861902689152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5848185861902689152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/less-afraid-of-odd-cuts-of-meat.html' title=''/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2055562839135442081</id><published>2009-05-11T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:00:59.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being true to me</title><summary type='text'>I hope for everyone that there is a shift in who they are. I find it hard to believe that anyone knows exactly who they are their entire lives and I honestly hope that at some point what you belive gets turned upside down. I have never learned as much about myself as I have in the last year. I could say it is because of the breakup I could say it is because I moved to the city and met some new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2055562839135442081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2055562839135442081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2055562839135442081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2055562839135442081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-true-to-me.html' title='Being true to me'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-873155279631085310</id><published>2009-05-09T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:52:33.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beef cheeks</title><summary type='text'>I can't explain why I thought the cheek of beef would be the consistence of liver but that is truly what I thought. So when I ordered the beef cheek cassolette at Chou Chou tonight I was surprised to get meat that looked like any other cut of beef. I have to admit that I didn't think twice about ordering it. From the minute that I saw it on the menu I knew I would be ordering it. When it arrived </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/873155279631085310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=873155279631085310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/873155279631085310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/873155279631085310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/beef-cheeks.html' title='beef cheeks'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3293712356073631608</id><published>2009-05-08T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:27:25.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Cumbre</title><summary type='text'>It isn't a short walk from to  but if you do it after a show and a "little" drunk it will seem like you can got there pretty quickly. You can even stop and get one last beer at safeway to finish your walk of properly.When you get there at close to 2am don't let the line discourage you it moves quickly. Be sure to order a Lengua taco. Yes it is beef tongue but what better time to try something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3293712356073631608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3293712356073631608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3293712356073631608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3293712356073631608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-cumbre.html' title='La Cumbre'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/SgSTeFQAT-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XFgiFlGidIw/s72-c/btoth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-6073931150335462564</id><published>2009-05-01T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:59:08.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to start eating again</title><summary type='text'>I have a long list of restaurants that I want to eat at and it is time to start crossing some of them off the list. I am going to tackle the list of restaurants below with gusto. Some of them I will end up eating at alone, some I will hopefully have at least one person to enjoy the meal with. Regardless, these are coming off the list so I can add more. Send any suggestions about what should go on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6073931150335462564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=6073931150335462564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6073931150335462564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/6073931150335462564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-to-start-eating-again.html' title='Time to start eating again'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2106454936422010705</id><published>2009-01-27T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:27:11.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Tradition Took a Hit</title><summary type='text'>The 21 Club has abandoned it's tie requirement according to the NY Times article. I am bothered by this news. There should be a little spot for history and  tradition. I understand that part of the reason for the decision is that they felt uncompetitive in a market that general doesn't demand such a dress code any longer. However, it is bittersweet to see a part of history unable to maintain it's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2106454936422010705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2106454936422010705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2106454936422010705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2106454936422010705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/tradition-took-hit.html' title='Tradition Took a Hit'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1608547812218581549</id><published>2009-01-21T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:06:20.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foods Mom (or Dad) Made</title><summary type='text'>Everyone has those foods from childhoods that you constantly crave or remember fondly. When made by someone else do yours seem to taste as good? If your mom makes the best fried chicken and someone else makes it does it taste as good? Your Nana makes the best spaghetti and meatballs but when you make them do they taste as good? Favorite family recipes seem to suffer from the same problem that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1608547812218581549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1608547812218581549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1608547812218581549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1608547812218581549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/foods-mom-or-dad-made.html' title='Foods Mom (or Dad) Made'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-8776039829426130153</id><published>2008-06-30T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:08:20.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about on the 4th of July</title><summary type='text'>I recently went to the George Michael concert. It was my first arena show in years. The world has changed a lot when it comes to many things. Arena shows were something I would have thought would stand some invisible test of time. Wouldn't most people agree that an arena show of the George Michael magnitude would have rowdy, die-hard fans from the top of the stands to the bottom of the arena </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8776039829426130153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=8776039829426130153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8776039829426130153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8776039829426130153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-to-think-about-on-4th-of-july.html' title='Something to think about on the 4th of July'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3879132343856066794</id><published>2008-05-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:28:23.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset Pride</title><summary type='text'>What makes the Inner Sunset great isn't the things it has that other neighborhoods don't. It's appeal is much more about the things it doesn't have.The most noticeable thing it lacks is tourists. Few people travel from San Francisco to see the inner sunset. Their itinerary will most likely have North Beach, Castro, Haight Ashbury, Mission and the like. As a matter of fact even local tourist (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3879132343856066794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3879132343856066794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3879132343856066794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3879132343856066794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunset-pride.html' title='Sunset Pride'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/SCoj3CbzkuI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ylvh_n8TBEU/s72-c/inner_sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3780854338331211828</id><published>2008-04-26T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:52:45.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table For One</title><summary type='text'>I walk through the door and immediately I feel the person look around to see if anyone is coming through the door behind me. They look at me and ask the traditional question "How many?" The dreaded moment has arrived. The moment where I have to admit that a table for one is all I need. I don't want to go in and ask for a table for one. People will stare. They will take pity on me and my single </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3780854338331211828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3780854338331211828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3780854338331211828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3780854338331211828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/04/table-for-one.html' title='Table For One'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1079353990506194303</id><published>2008-02-11T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:26:10.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't do it slow or easy</title><summary type='text'>As we covered in a previous post I don't bring a lot of change upon myself. For some reason since everything got tumbled upside down I have decided that I should just change everything. So lets start packing I am moving to the city. I moved from Indiana to California to live the dream in San Francisco. I spent 6 months in Alameda and the other 9.5 years in Marin. Some how the dream got put on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1079353990506194303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1079353990506194303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1079353990506194303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1079353990506194303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/02/cant-do-it-slow-or-easy.html' title='can&apos;t do it slow or easy'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/R7E2D80oVhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ft-hmd8XDhk/s72-c/sf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1102420969105666364</id><published>2008-02-10T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:24:51.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oyster Shooters</title><summary type='text'> I can't imagine where a lot of the things we eat came from. Artichokes for instance I can't imagine who decided that that prickly thing would be great to eat. Gnawing on leaves with little reward must have been a hard sell to many people. Some culinary adventures I should really allow to be a harder sell. Walking in to sushi in the inner sunset on Thursday night was truly one of those moments. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1102420969105666364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1102420969105666364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1102420969105666364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1102420969105666364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/02/oyster-shooters.html' title='Oyster Shooters'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/R6_R6s0oVgI/AAAAAAAAACI/s1gXnIk522w/s72-c/jimisan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-293160851381792092</id><published>2008-01-31T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:38:32.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>single serving please</title><summary type='text'>Well now what? I am cooking for one again and it seems that all the cookbooks and magazines are stacked against me. It is so hard to come across recipes that are for one. I could certainly half some recipes but when you have to half a 1/8 teaspoon is it really worth it? How much flavor can 1/16 teaspoon impart? How on earth am I going to measure that? I could make a whole recipe and eat leftovers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/293160851381792092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=293160851381792092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/293160851381792092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/293160851381792092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/01/single-serving-please.html' title='single serving please'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-785467200094759828</id><published>2008-01-19T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:53:47.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: the theme is change</title><summary type='text'>So 2008 has gotten off to an interesting start. Everything I knew on December 15th is no longer the same. I have been promoted to a new store and I am single. Okay so the word everything is dramatic but it has felt dramatic the last few weeks. With all these changes and the fact that every time I turn on the TV there is a politician talking about change in general and different people adapt or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/785467200094759828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=785467200094759828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/785467200094759828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/785467200094759828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-theme-is-change.html' title='2008: the theme is change'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2615605078881972493</id><published>2007-11-28T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:09:27.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love your work or love your life?</title><summary type='text'>Do you work because you love your job or do you work because it pays the bills and afford the lifestyle you always wanted? When I got out of college it seemed that you were suppose to love your job. It seemed to be a development that correlated with the fact that in order to be considered successful you would have to work more than play. Was it always like this or is this a new development? Did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2615605078881972493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2615605078881972493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2615605078881972493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2615605078881972493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-your-work-or-love-your-life.html' title='Love your work or love your life?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3251017298286254420</id><published>2007-11-20T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:39:27.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><summary type='text'>Do you want $300 jeans or the tasting menu at gary danko? Do you spend your money on the expensive car payment or at the grocery store? Do you want a high rent and a better apartment or do you want to travel the world? Which choices do you make, how do you decide? I am sure there are people that don't have to choose but they aren't the majority and the rest of us have to figure out the balance. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3251017298286254420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3251017298286254420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3251017298286254420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3251017298286254420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/11/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-656730850709403532</id><published>2007-05-21T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:22:56.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got cherries!</title><summary type='text'>I had to go to possibly the most pathetic farmer's market in the bay area to get them but I got them. They were very taste. Maybe next sunday I will have to head to the civic center to go to a real farmer's market.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/656730850709403532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=656730850709403532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/656730850709403532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/656730850709403532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-cherries.html' title='I got cherries!'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/RlJE9VRz9WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/labYGa7rgl0/s72-c/cherries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5901057002237167430</id><published>2007-05-17T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:15:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you ever go back home?</title><summary type='text'>Slow food and the local food movement are gaining popularity (at least out here on the left coast), but can you really ever go back home?  What I mean by that is that the slow movement and the local food movement are very much how our grandparents lived. Well my grandparents anyways because I am 30ish and my grandparents are 80ish.  They grew their own vegetables and bought their meat from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5901057002237167430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5901057002237167430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5901057002237167430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5901057002237167430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/05/can-you-ever-go-back-home.html' title='Can you ever go back home?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4149846814821523078</id><published>2007-05-14T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:47:55.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Thursday yet?</title><summary type='text'>Cherries are almost so cute I don't want to eat them. Little images of dishtowels and tablecloths in country kitchens always come to mind when I think of cherries. The best things about cherries and all stone fruits is that they are still seasonal. No one is putting a cherry orchard in a green house like they can with strawberries. You can’t hold a carton of cherries in a cool area and bring them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4149846814821523078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4149846814821523078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4149846814821523078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4149846814821523078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-it-thursday-yet.html' title='Is it Thursday yet?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3209134922819382114</id><published>2007-04-24T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:21:20.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a kid in a candy store</title><summary type='text'>I work in San Francisco between the wharf and north beach. For someone who enjoys food this is a wonderland. At the start of the crab season I went to the wharf and stood in the cold misty weather and had some freshly caught crab. It was one of my favorite kind of moments. Moments where I stand awed and with my eyes wide like a kid that just walked into a bulk candy store. I feel like I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3209134922819382114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3209134922819382114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3209134922819382114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3209134922819382114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-kid-in-candy-store.html' title='Like a kid in a candy store'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2211268083224646825</id><published>2007-04-03T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:38:41.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tapioca drinks or bubble tea</title><summary type='text'>One of the kids I work with at my little grocery store walks home from North Beach to the TL (tenderloin) every night and if we get out of work before 1 am the Yoogo Gelato shop will still be open so he can stop for bubble tea on his way home.  I remember seeing bubble tea years ago when I worked elsewhere in the city but I had never had it. Lately we haven't been finishing our work until about 2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2211268083224646825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2211268083224646825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2211268083224646825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2211268083224646825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/04/tapioca-drinks-or-bubble-tea.html' title='tapioca drinks or bubble tea'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2236265309115010790</id><published>2007-02-24T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T11:53:18.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review: downtown</title><summary type='text'>When we picked downtown as our restaurant it was based on location. We wanted to meet somewhere easy for both of us and that was the east bay. Oakland was out because just like the mission district in the city Christina and I seem to get lost in Oakland. Those areas are like the Bermuda Triangle for us. Once we got it narrowed down to Berkeley we opened up a guide book and picked downtown because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2236265309115010790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2236265309115010790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2236265309115010790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2236265309115010790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/02/review-downtown.html' title='review: downtown'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-629680882799023809</id><published>2007-02-24T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T11:54:07.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>restaurant reviews - a.k.a. my opinion</title><summary type='text'>So many restaurants and so little time and money. Due to this ancient dilema I will not be visiting restaurants multiple times before I tell you about it here. I completly understand the reason for visiting multiple times and getting a true feel for a restaurant but right now on my budget I just want to try as many different restaurants as possible. Some day when I am rich or at thr very least a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/629680882799023809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=629680882799023809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/629680882799023809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/629680882799023809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/02/restaurant-reviews-aka-my-opinion.html' title='restaurant reviews - &lt;em&gt;a.k.a. my opinion&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-7664350075189797333</id><published>2007-02-16T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:43:56.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Truck Wines</title><summary type='text'>These are not fancy wines. I wouldn't serve it with a great steak or any other meal that deserves a well paired wine. However, most week night quick dinners would be a great match for these wines and at around $9 a bottle it won't break the bank.In 2002 Cline Cellars started producing a blend of Syrah, Petite Syrah, Cabernet Franc, Mourvedre and Grenache. They dubbed it Red Truck. It was marketed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7664350075189797333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=7664350075189797333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7664350075189797333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/7664350075189797333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/02/red-truck-wines.html' title='Red Truck Wines'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/RdXoGcHxXaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bzzoSjBsgqg/s72-c/red+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1968945569736902896</id><published>2007-02-15T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:32:20.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: United States of Arugula</title><summary type='text'>My mom bought this book for my boyfriend for Christmas. Not entirely sure why she didn't just buy it for me. He has yet to have a chance to read the dust jacket. I picked this book up shortly after Christmas and read it like a textbook the entire way through.There is some amazing information about the progression of food in the United States. It finally clicked that my grandparents were cooking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1968945569736902896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1968945569736902896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1968945569736902896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1968945569736902896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/02/book-review-united-states-of-arugula.html' title='Book Review: United States of Arugula'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfYJVzXryIg/RdSjw8HxXZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hR7Gk9-z2wU/s72-c/arugula.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-9162421167432190205</id><published>2007-01-26T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:55:16.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grocery shopping then and now</title><summary type='text'>In our house every Monday was chore day. It was a day of absolute boredom and tedium. During the summer I knew to get out of the house and find somewhere, anywhere to go. The danger of being caught inside on chore day would ultimately end up with me unwillingly cleaning my room. Okay in complete honesty it was a day of me pretending to clean my room. I would in the troughs of cleaning find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/9162421167432190205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=9162421167432190205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/9162421167432190205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/9162421167432190205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2007/01/grocery-shopping-then-and-now.html' title='grocery shopping then and now'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-456083536729799471</id><published>2006-12-07T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:07:59.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>been a little while</title><summary type='text'>Howdy to anyone that is still dropping by this humble site. I did a little thinking over the last month. What I have concluded is that I don't want to really be a food blog in the traditional sense. However, since food blogging is so new I think I need to describe to you what I consider traditional. I don't want to tell you about the great combination that a chef came up with or about the dish I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/456083536729799471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=456083536729799471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/456083536729799471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/456083536729799471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-little-while.html' title='been a little while'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-4018208902104175240</id><published>2006-10-22T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T12:31:04.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do you call home?</title><summary type='text'>I have lived in Northern California for 8 years and I still say, "I am going home" when I talk about visiting my parents. I truly have a home in northern California and after being in Indiana for 3 days now can honestly say I like where I live and don't want to leave even thought it is outrageously expensive. So why do I refer to Indiana as going home? Could be that my parents still live in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4018208902104175240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=4018208902104175240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4018208902104175240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/4018208902104175240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-do-you-call-home.html' title='Where do you call home?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1352926860631200999</id><published>2006-10-11T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:50:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pun'kin patch.......</title><summary type='text'>If it could be October all year round I would be in heaven. These reasons I vote for October are:1. pumpkins2. weather is perfect 3. pretty leaves4. halloween5. pumpkins6. my birthday7. apple cider8. football9. pumpkinsI really like pumpkins, jack o'lanterns and truly everything about October. We set out earlier today to get pumpkins but found that our favorite pumpkin patch only to find it has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1352926860631200999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1352926860631200999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1352926860631200999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1352926860631200999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/10/punkin-patch.html' title='pun&apos;kin patch.......'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-496909750690542701</id><published>2006-10-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:45:19.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Location, location, location.</title><summary type='text'>I have now been to the top of glacier point in Yosemite twice. This picture was taken from time number two. The first time I was there was in June with my family. We drove to the top while I held the GPS to make sure it was working. It turns out that GPS is kind of like cell phones, you don't really get reception everywhere. Glacier Point is one of the most amazing and complete views of Yosemite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/496909750690542701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=496909750690542701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/496909750690542701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/496909750690542701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/10/yosemite-and-food.html' title='Location, location, location.'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-1651964749164290056</id><published>2006-10-10T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:56:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a food blogger?</title><summary type='text'>I have read a lot of food blogs recently and I am definetly starting to find styles I like and styles that just don't suit me. I suppose some would call me simple and some would call me sentimental and I don't think I mind either of those titles. I think I will get badges made and wear them proudly. I have tried to come up with things to write for this blog and what trying has taught me is trying</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1651964749164290056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=1651964749164290056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1651964749164290056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/1651964749164290056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-makes-food-blogger.html' title='What makes a food blogger?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5142821939473814150</id><published>2006-09-16T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:06:35.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of posts</title><summary type='text'>A little lazy with the posts I know and I apologize just in case I have avid readers. It turns out I only like to cook a small about of summer foods and that when thinking of items that start with B I kind of drew a blank. There is hope for me on the horizon though because the weather started changing this week. Bring on the comfort foods. We had meatloaf last night and it was yummy and made me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5142821939473814150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5142821939473814150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5142821939473814150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5142821939473814150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/09/lack-of-posts.html' title='lack of posts'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2950912616037671926</id><published>2006-09-10T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:43:26.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football?</title><summary type='text'>
Well today is the big day. The first day of football. Technically it started on Thursday I know but to me it doesn't really start until Sunday. Even more accurate is it doesn't start until the Colts play. I grew up watching football with my dad and like all things from home there is food involved. We used to sit in the family room in front of the tv eating chili con queso and bean dip. Dad had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2950912616037671926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2950912616037671926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2950912616037671926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2950912616037671926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/09/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some football?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-5624097357204855791</id><published>2006-09-06T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:43:50.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bananas to banana bread</title><summary type='text'>Bananas seem a little overlooked. I don't remember the last time I just ate one. I didn't even know there were red bananas. I got red bananas, baby bananas and the standard looking yellow banana. The red seemed a little less sweet but other than that they aren't much different. Baby bananas have a very concentrated seed line in the middle that was crunchy.I got a little lazy with tasting the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5624097357204855791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=5624097357204855791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5624097357204855791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/5624097357204855791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/09/bananas-to-banana-bread.html' title='bananas to banana bread'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-3559946424106188415</id><published>2006-08-31T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:51:22.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you shuck?</title><summary type='text'>I grilled some corn last night and while I was shucking it I thought of nothing. Then it popped in my head "I wonder if everyone shucks the same way".There have been studies about how people put toilet paper on the holder, how people pull it off and how they use it so I am curious how people shuck corn.I personally go one layer at a time and savor it. Corn is my favorite summer food and I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3559946424106188415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=3559946424106188415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3559946424106188415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/3559946424106188415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-do-you-shuck.html' title='How do you shuck?'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-8293066653678115370</id><published>2006-08-26T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:37:36.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Things....</title><summary type='text'>Melissa at Traveler's Lunchbox threw our an interesting question that has had me thinking about all of the food I have eaten. I always lean towards very specific moments and places when it comes to food. I enjoy the whole experience that surrounds the eating. I could have just okay food but love the atmosphere so much that I think everyone should experience it. This is how my list started.Hotdog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8293066653678115370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=8293066653678115370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8293066653678115370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/8293066653678115370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/five-things.html' title='Five Things....'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-2089108292384695528</id><published>2006-08-24T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:48:06.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A strange feeling</title><summary type='text'>Somethings just make you feel more grown up. I had a moment yesterday at the grocery store that did just that. I ran to the grocery store for supplies to make a quick dinner of ham steak and au gratin potatoes. Seemed easy enough my dad's specialty ham steak and some form of potatoes. I got everything on the belt and was waiting my turn, minding my own business when the lady behind me made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2089108292384695528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=2089108292384695528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2089108292384695528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/2089108292384695528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/strange-feeling.html' title='A strange feeling'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115592719877961468</id><published>2006-08-22T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:54:35.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andouille</title><summary type='text'>andouille[an-DOO-EE] a spicy smoked sausage used in cajun cooking.Since the most recent venture in the letter A went so badly I thought I would post an old favorite.I have only made one thing with andouille so far but it is one of my favorite meals.Jambalaya is one of the easiest meals to make.Jambalaya1/4lb of cut bacon1/2 cup chopped onions2 medium green peppers cut into 1 inch strips1 cup raw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115592719877961468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115592719877961468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115592719877961468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115592719877961468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/andouille.html' title='andouille'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115566136126581808</id><published>2006-08-15T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:19:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples</title><summary type='text'>It is a little late, but here is the apple info I know you have been eagerly awaiting.Apples have a long history in all earthly places. China, the garden of eden, Egypt and many more all boast a strong relationship to the apple. Different varieties are grown in different regions. From what I have found people like apples for different reasons. I can't speak for everyone else so since it is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115566136126581808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115566136126581808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115566136126581808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115566136126581808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/apples.html' title='Apples'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115544404242445587</id><published>2006-08-12T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:40:42.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From A-Z in a year</title><summary type='text'>I want to try new foods and learn more about foods I take for granted and it seems the best place to start is at the begining of the alphabet with two weeks dedicated to each letter.Hmmm 26 letters 2 weeks each we will be at Z in a year.So I think ground rules should be set.1. Has to start with the letter2. Any food is fair game. Can be pre-packaged, raw, cooked for me or by me.3. One item for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115544404242445587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115544404242445587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115544404242445587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115544404242445587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-z-in-year.html' title='From A-Z in a year'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115516211437325928</id><published>2006-08-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:51:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L &amp; L Hawiian Barbecue</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite meals has to be in Hawaii. Certainly not gourmet and essentially just fast food served in politically incorrect Styrofoam and filled with high cholesterol fried foods and served quickly.Maybe eating dirt on Waikiki beach would have been good but he loco moco I had from L&amp;L Hawaiian bbq was one of the oddest and most fascinating meals I have had. Every time I have had it since I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115516211437325928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115516211437325928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115516211437325928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115516211437325928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/l-l-hawiian-barbecue.html' title='L &amp; L Hawiian Barbecue'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115515684223038499</id><published>2006-08-09T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T13:54:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Ribs</title><summary type='text'>Amazingly the weather is never bad when my dad makes ribs. A summer staple we ate them on the three passages of summer: Memorial Day, 4th of July and Labor Day.My parents had purchased a set of Square wooden plates and I can’t remember eating ribs on anything else. After over 30 years of use they are a little chipped around the edges and would probably be considered some kind health risk by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115515684223038499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115515684223038499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115515684223038499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115515684223038499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/dads-ribs.html' title='Dad&apos;s Ribs'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115461032808309733</id><published>2006-08-03T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T06:05:28.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family dinners</title><summary type='text'>family dinners seem to conjure up some great memories. I will add more stories about the truly great ones i have had later this week.  thanks to everyone that has read so far.this is what my brother had to add to the post about epicurian parents.michael said...So, I can testify to this and possibly add some further insight. Dinner at 146 lilac was serious business. In fact the entire neighborhood</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115461032808309733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115461032808309733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115461032808309733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115461032808309733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/08/family-dinners.html' title='family dinners'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115411960712109462</id><published>2006-07-28T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T13:49:33.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new restaurant idea</title><summary type='text'>You take any old warehouse and you call it fear factor. There would be no menu you just come in sit down and whatever nasty thing is served is what you eat. Worms, 100 year old eggs, rocky mountain oysters, brain all the great delicacies the show has had over the years. I think you would actually make a killing with "adventurous" people that want to say they ate this or that. There would be legal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115411960712109462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115411960712109462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115411960712109462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115411960712109462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-restaurant-idea.html' title='new restaurant idea'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115402211123599463</id><published>2006-07-27T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T13:05:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up with epicurean parents</title><summary type='text'>Only after years of being introduced to food and drink I can appreciate my parents love for eating. At age 11 when my mother got her first issue of bon appetit magazine it was a very different story.The rule in our house was you had to try everything she cooked. If you didn’t like it fine but tasting it was a must. In her defense I now know I like broccoli, veal, spinach, lamb and so many other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115402211123599463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115402211123599463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115402211123599463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115402211123599463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/growing-up-with-epicurean-parents.html' title='Growing up with epicurean parents'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115395947862523299</id><published>2006-07-26T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T10:31:54.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to america's test kitchen</title><summary type='text'>The man in the funny bow tie has truly helped me like cooking again. I have flipped past his show so many times and never stopped to really see what it was all about. Now that I have stopped I am kicking myself that I didn't do it sooner. This past xmas I got a gift certificate to an oversized bookstore and what my boyfriend, Tim, convinced me to get was a cookbook from the America's Test Kitchen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115395947862523299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115395947862523299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115395947862523299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115395947862523299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/ode-to-americas-test-kitchen.html' title='An ode to america&apos;s test kitchen'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115381349387326779</id><published>2006-07-24T22:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T20:09:44.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 degrees</title><summary type='text'>Going out to eat always seems to be an exercise of indecision. We could walk around for hours never deciding what to eat or where to go. By time we decide on something we are practically ravenous and it makes me wonder if the food is actually as good as we think it is.We walked down Solano for about 20 minutes before we actually decided on a restaurant. The decision was much more about proximity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115381349387326779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115381349387326779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115381349387326779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115381349387326779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/6-degrees.html' title='6 degrees'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115380610194703669</id><published>2006-07-24T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:41:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>profile questions</title><summary type='text'>I have a complaint to lodge....i want my original profile question back! it was perfect and it fit me, but i had to go and get curious about what kind of new question would be out there. while i saw many questions and quite a few repetitions i never did get back to the goat/slinky question that i had already typed the perfect answer.  it is an outrage and a crime against me if not all of humanity.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115380610194703669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115380610194703669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115380610194703669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115380610194703669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/profile-questions.html' title='profile questions'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31614906.post-115380510559207008</id><published>2006-07-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:54:37.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>performance anxiety</title><summary type='text'>i could rattle off the most ridiculous statements and pontificate on some true nonsense if it wasn't for this huge blank page looking back at me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/feeds/115380510559207008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31614906&amp;postID=115380510559207008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115380510559207008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31614906/posts/default/115380510559207008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witwisdomandfood.blogspot.com/2006/07/performance-anxiety.html' title='performance anxiety'/><author><name>anne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11406245007330807396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-1qNT-qzZc/Tt5RytECFtI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S1HV5XeB26A/s220/DSC_1353.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
