spinning in the sun

the red blooms of santa cruz (these trees are everywhere)

The red blooms of Bottlebrush trees (Callistemon rigidus) bloom everywhere in Santa Cruz right now, and I’ve been inspired to cook red and orange foods in my cabin kitchen, like young dandelion greens with bacon and spring garlic (I added poached eggs for a frisée aux lardons riff),

dandelion greens and bacon

steel-cut oatmeal with local apricots,

oatmeal with local apricots

and migas with local eggs, Early Girl tomatoes, avocados, and squash blossoms.

migas with local eggs, tomatoes, avocados, and squash blossoms

When I first moved into the cabin a few weeks ago, it rained in the mornings on the garden’s roses,

rose with raindrops

edges of the rose

and raindrops sparkled on sloping plant leaves.

rain drops on green leaf

Lately, the sun has been out early, like these bright flowers at the Cabrillo Farmers’ Market last Saturday morning,

flowers at the market

where local producer Farmhouse Culture set up small barrels of tempting sauerkraut (I am partial to their garlic kraut that I like as a probiotic beginning to the day’s cooking—I haven’t started taking their popular kraut juice shots yet).

farmhouse culture sauerkraut

Meeting my friend Margaret and her family at the market, Roman decided he wanted an elevated view as he ate his carrot (Margaret is such a fun mom),

Roman and Margaret at the market

and I took an aerial view of my soba noodles with scallion sauce later that afternoon, grating carrots over daikon, adding sprouts,

soba noodles with scallion sauce, daikon radish, sprouts, carrots

and taking the bowl with some quick pickles I made shortly after to Renata’s house for a women’s potluck, I was surrounded by company as good as the food they had brought—artichoke bread from Pescadero,

artichoke bread from Pescadero

salad with blossoms and vegetable curls,

salad with blossoms and curls from Iris

and all the conversation that went on for hours,

Renata's house for the potluck

kitchen prep

with the fourteen of us preparing plates and then sitting in a circle, talking,

making plates for dinner

pausing only, really, for dessert (this is a beautiful gluten-free bavarian tart that a feng shui accountant brought).

beautiful gluten-free bavarian dessert

On Sunday, I pulled off Highway 1 for local cherries for the drive to Los Angeles,

local cherries for the drive

marveling, as I always do, at the views around Big Sur,

view from the 1

and smiling to see my good friends Ben and Jeremy, who pulled a homemade vegan pizza out of the oven soon after I arrived at their East L.A. apartment.

Ben, Jeremy, and the vegan pizza

We reminisced and caught up on the news about our shared Charlottesville friends, and Ben told me about his spring semester classes that are ending and how the upcoming summer semester looks, calm as he always is, with much to impart to his fortunate students.

I woke to a quiet Memorial Day morning in their neighborhood before heading to Laura’s apartment in Venice,

view from Ben and Jeremy's apartment in east L.A.

where LJ joined us later in the day and found her new hula hoop (in appropriate holiday colors).

LJ and her new hula hoop of awesome

Laura effortlessly made a simple syrup for mojitos with mint from her herb box that we sipped from Mason jars,

Laura's lovely mojito (with her garden's mint)

while she added the crucial ingredient for the shrimp boil: Old Bay,

Laura and the important Old Bay for the shrimp boil

that did give the shrimp and stock a Maryland flavor,

a beautiful shrimp boil with andouille sausage, potatoes, and corn in a shrimp-wine stock

and Laura, LJ, Allison, Jessica, Daniel, and I dipped bread in that nice stock and told memorable stories over the shrimp, andouille sausage, potatoes, and corn (that was even better in leftovers the following night).

shrimp boil at Laura's apartment

Tuesday, Laura introduced me to Venice Beach Wines for lunch, and her sandwich with brie and grapes was almost as beautiful as mine,

Laura's brie-grape sandwich at Venice Beach Wines

with whitefish and pickles, another reason it was hard to leave yesterday morning, knowing how much of the menu I still needed to try (and Laura is always working on new projects and incubating new ideas, which is inspiring).

my whitefish-pickle sandwich at Venice Beach Wines

Back in my Santa Cruz cabin late in the afternoon, the spider webs began to glow on the deck as the sun faded;

spider web in Santa Cruz

and I made a sunny provençal sauce (my recipe) with Happy Dan chicken, overripe tomatoes from the market, local Sonoma sea salt, Gayle’s olive sourdough for the rest of the sauce,

this is how I sabbatical

that held a splash of Salinas, California’s Morgan Winery Pinot Gris.

chicken provencal

I raised my glass to Louise Bourgeois (video, images), known for her spider sculptures, who died over the weekend at 98,

spider web in santa cruz

and I wished for the strands of my life to yield art as nearby spiders continued to spin furiously…

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  1. LauraNo Gravatar:

    Thanks for the lovely surprise visit! Here’s to California….
    xoxo

  2. KristenNo Gravatar:

    Indeed, Laura, here’s to California, and thanks so much for letting me visit, so good to catch up—

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