ruthreichl
@ruthreichl New York City
Writer. Eater. Cook. Former Gourmet editor.
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Magical moon this morning. Shadows on the lawn. Slow rising sun. Startling blue sky. Orange-scented air. Back in LA. Happy to be here.
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Bright. Cool. Sun sparkling off the river. NY walking weather. Chile-sparked shrimp fried rice. Tiny tangerines. Steamy tea. So ready.
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Ever bake brownies? Want to make them better? I baked for days and came up with these ideas: gi.lt/zNLxGq
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Pale sky; no clouds. Boats drifting up the river. Coffee in bed. Crossword puzzle. Bagels; cream cheese; lox. Sunday in New York.
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Sun's up. Sky's blue. Birds singing. Picking oranges for the plane. Packing sweaters. Heading back to cold weather.
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A night of total meatlust. Brisket from Bludsoe's: butter-soft, meltingly rich, deep, lingering flavor. Best I've had outside of Texas.
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Hot sun. Soft swish of water from the pool next door. Squirrels stealing oranges. Bright flash of parrot wings. January in LA. So good.
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I may never eat again; yesterday's lunch at Spago unfolded like a delirious dream. Indelible memory: chestnut agnolotti with truffles.
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The three things you need to know if you want to make great chili: gi.lt/xOLaKx
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Woke in a cloud of chiles, smoke, spice and meat. Lingering memory of Korean barbecue. Parks: one of the joys of LA life.
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@eaglerockmama Yes. Make the gougere batter ahead and keep it in the refrigerator. Or pipe them out ahead, refrigerate, bake at last minute.
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If you've ever baked a biscuit - or ever plan to - you need to read this: gi.lt/w8v98S
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ruthreichl
Woke to sunshine streaming through the window. Palm trees. Blue sky. Birdsong. And the scent of oranges tickling the air. LA!
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LA. Early morning. Shuttered houses, empty streets. A walk down crumbling sidewalks. Softly scrambled eggs. Buttered toast. Coffee.
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