Anatomy of a Po’ Boy
with the recipe for our Shrimp Po’ boy Beyond a shadow of a doubt my desert island meal would be a BIG, FAT, FRIKKIN’ PO’ BOY. The only problem is I’d have a hell of a time…
with the recipe for our Shrimp Po’ boy Beyond a shadow of a doubt my desert island meal would be a BIG, FAT, FRIKKIN’ PO’ BOY. The only problem is I’d have a hell of a time…
with My Recipe for Chicken Adobo It wasn’t until I moved away to college that I realized most families, when faced with leftovers, actually refrigerated them. I can still recall as a young person, visiting the homes of friends…
with a Recipe for Deep Fried Crawfish Musubi Because we are so consumed lately with the building of our empire, the Wife and I decided that we would only take the family on one vacation this year. Sooooooooooo, we made…
with a Recipe For Crispy Pork Belly Several years ago, somewhere deep in Oakland’s Chinatown, in a non-descript hole-in-the-wall, I found myself deliciously alone. Why and how I had managed a moment completely to myself still eludes me. But…
Not to beat a dead horse here but as of now I am not only inundated with wild plums, but also wild peaches, and Bing cherries are looking real good, cheap and plentiful in the market right now too. And…
As of now I have various friends/employees foraging wild plums in Sausalito, Vallejo, the outer Mission and Twin Peaks. This is one of the things we’ve been doing with them at the restaurant and I’m not sure if it’s…
I can still vividly recall the pitiful little plum tree on the cramped sideyard of my childhood home. As the house tomboy I made it my personal duty to climb, on a regular basis, each and every tree on…
Future site of Libby Jane Cafe. (Hopefully) coming to the Tenderloin this Summer! While we patiently while away the many, many days (now weeks) that it takes to get anything done in the world of small business in the…
with a Recipe for Garlic Shrimp and Goat Cheese Gratin To say the first time I met my in-laws was an underwhelming event would be a rather large understatement. In fact, “traumatic” is the word that comes to mind. …
With the end of the school year and summer at the doorstep I am filled with nostalgia for scenes like this. Watermelon is my most favorite fruit for so many reasons. Growing up, the sight…