Pickled Red Onions

Open face sandwiches remind of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Upon reading Larsson’s novel, all I could surmise was that Swedes ate ridiculous amounts of open face sandwiches and drank cupfuls of… Continue reading →

My favorite plates

My favorite plates are weird, clearly; they’ve dogs on them (as plates sometimes should). Dishware is sort of a big deal to me. Don’t let me anywhere near Anthropologie’s sale section because I will… Continue reading →

The Chicago Diner: Part 2

Well, in my last post I rambled extensively about my newfound love for pickles only to neglect sharing a single photo of one. Erm, sorry. I got too excited with snow! and pickles!… Continue reading →