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Italian Revelry

  In describing my multi-cultural heritage, I have often laughingly commented that, ”Italian is the only thing I am not!" But somewhere in the recesses of my gene pool, I suspect there is a snippet of DNA that makes a liar of me. Why else would I return again and again to Italy, and when I cannot be physically present there, to its food? It seems that more than any other cuisin…

"Digital" Food

                                                       My first impression of Palo Alto reminds me of the movie set for The Truman Show, where the protagonist, played by Jim Carey, lived: lush green spaces, the sky is almost always blue, beautiful b…

"Foodar"

For me, being at a new food festival or farmer’s market is like letting a coon hound loose to find his prey.  I am both giddy with anticipation and totally focused on results, the quintessential hunter and gatherer. After all, for most of us, this is the closest thing to our ancestral primal landscape where our animal brains and instincts are fully activated. And it’s ju…

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