Heidi's Blog

I’m one of those people who plan my daily errand run according to right turns and trip time.  Yes, it is rather frightening.  While keeping that in mind and the fact that I basically cook for a living, one would assume that prepping and packing up the ingredients for a Minestrone soup to take and make for a friend would be a breeze.  Well, we all know what happens we assume.  This is a good one!

Praise Piretra and Pass the Pasta!

I love reviewing products; especially the kind that you cork and pour, or simply pour over ice.  While as enticing and intoxicating as those might be, it’s much more fun and engaging when you have a history with the person who creates the product and, hence, can tell their story.  Anyway, who wants to eat a big plate of ravioli and not know whose hands are stuffing them?  Not me!!  Oh, this is Mike:)

Dear Sunset’s Savor the Central Coast Organizers:

Now that the shock of the event has worn off a bit and my sulfite levels are returning to normal, I have a few bones to pick with you. I may be a bit of a rookie when it comes to full-blown press tours, but I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck either. I’ve been in this business for a few minutes now, and I have a pretty good idea of how these jaunts are supposed to pan-out for media teams. This just didn’t cut it.

When I was a young girl, a terrible accident befell my family and the world turned upside down. Relatives congregated in our home and all of our neighbors and friends stopped by to lay our table with food.

We were quickly inundated with a deluge of soups, casseroles and every type of baked good you could imagine. Nothing made sense to me, including these edible offerings. I asked my Grandmother, “How come everyone is bringing us something to eat?” She thought for a moment and said, “Because, honey, it’s the only thing they know to do.”