I’ve been a very busy cooking bee, happily cooking my way through the Huckleberry Cookbook. I’m also testing out crusts for the KCRW 6th annual pie contest in October, so there’s been a lot of good food happening here. Here’s what this week brought us: Read More
I didn’t plan on another recipe with purple, but that’s what happened. My Huckleberry book arrived yesterday and even though I swore the first recipe I’d make was for the “super cheesy rye biscuits” that have long been unavailable at Milo & Olive, Zoe’s restaurant and cafe where they first appeared and where I fell in love with these savories that she admitted she fashioned after a cheez-it, flavor wise. But the cover image of the blueberry-swirled brioche kept haunting me, after all I’d never made a brioche dough before, and a quick inventory of my kitchen ingredients proved that I actually had everything I needed to make this stunning bread. Read More
Birgerbird’s going blue today. The background of my blog I mean. I am forever playing around with color in my cooking, dressing and blogging. Last night as I was enjoying a scoop of basil ice cream at our neighborhood creamery I spied the espresso & coffee cups at the java station and they were the most beautiful shade of blue. And their shirts are blue.
Sweet Rose Creamery TShirt
Strawberry Rhubarb and Basil Ice Cream
Friendly Neighborhood Scooper
Sweet Rose Chicks on the Wall
The proprietors of this fine ice cream shop also run 3, soon to be 5, restaurants — Milo and Olive, Huckleberry and Rustic Canyon. The love children of Zoe Nathan Loeb and Josh Loeb, they each have their distinct personality, but all serve fresh, seasonal, creative, soulful food, Milo and Olive and Huckleberry with an emphasis on Zoe’s now-highly-pedigreed, uber-delicious and personal baked goods. Their team is dedicated to good food, good people, and good vibes, good sustainable practices, and they’ve nailed all 4. Since all of the restaurants are within 2 miles of our house and my office, I cannot complain about living in Los Angeles. It just wouldn’t be right.
When Milo and Olive first opened they offered “Super Cheesy Rye Biscuits” and I’ve been pining for them ever since . . . . they don’t appear much any more, if ever. But Zoe has assured me that the recipe is in her forthcoming book.
So these little blue espresso cups and the TShirt reminded me of when I was a little girl hanging the ornaments on the tree while my parents’ records played in the background, specifically Joan Baez, Judy Collins, Cat Stevens. And we had a little ornament that was a little bird’s nest, with a robin and her little blue eggs inside. And the Joan Baez song “Diamonds and Rust” describing, apparently, Bob Dylan’s eyes as being “bluer than Robin’s Eggs” would play over and over.
In the song, Baez recounts a surprise call from an old lover, which sends her 10 years back in time, to a “crummy” hotel in Greenwich Village; she remembers giving him a pair of cuff-links, and summarizes that memories bring “diamonds and rust.” Baez is on record stating that the lyrics refer to her relationship with Bob Dylan.
Well I’ll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that’s not unusual
It’s just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I’d known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin’s eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Ah, music. So I put a little Joan Baez radio on iTunes while I put together my experimental cheesy rye bread loaf. It turned out pretty good, I must say, even if a little wet and dense.
I basically used a gougere dough recipe because my sourdough starter wasn’t fully ready, and figured the eggs would help with leavening. No recipe today, guys, gotta work on perfecting this one.