They come in neon, if you opt for the cheaper, kids set with barely smaller dishes for $14. Adult colors and sizes available for $5 more, but what fun is that.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Origami Dishes
I recently made my greatest purchase ever...er, this week at least. I was wandering around REI looking for last minute gear for my Labor Day backpacking trip in Lassen National Park (bug spray, croakie, shades), and clearly with food on my mind found these amazing dishes by Fozzils!
They start flat and fold to a cup, bowl, plate and spoon, secured by little snap buttons. They are ultra light weight, multi purpose, easy to clean, pack away flat, and sturdy. Also make great cutting boards and prep surfaces when preparing dinner on the forest floor. I mean, come on, what more could you ask for.
They come in neon, if you opt for the cheaper, kids set with barely smaller dishes for $14. Adult colors and sizes available for $5 more, but what fun is that.
My absolute favorite part about these guys is that I can discretely carry them around the city and can avoid using disposable dishes and utensils all over town. With impulses for street food like mine, this will probably save tons of trees and petroleum for plastics. YAY!
They come in neon, if you opt for the cheaper, kids set with barely smaller dishes for $14. Adult colors and sizes available for $5 more, but what fun is that.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
San Francisco, CA
I arrived in San Francisco on February 12, 2011, all worldly possessions in tow, greeted by Gordon’s smiling, somewhat terrified face, and the reality that I was now homeless and unemployed. Within minutes of landing I was outfitted with my very own Specialized Hybrid bike - a gift from my mom and G, and the beginning of many new adventures.
Day one I woke up at east coast 9 AM, to a beautiful 60 degree February day in Potrero. I was already approaching sensory overload but how could I pass up a bike ride around my new city - and AROUND we went. We started off in Mission Bay, around the Ballpark, up the Embarcadero toward Fisherman’s Wharf. Up North Point to Marina Ave., then Lincoln to the Bridge. Riding over the Golden Gate was exhilarating and slightly terrifying, cars and other bikers flying by, while I re-remembered how to ride at all, but a quintessential SF experience, and my first of many. Arriving at the far side of the bridge, overlooking the bay and city, we thought the perfect place to stop for a snack and think about not being in Boston anymore.
The snacks on these trips have secretly become what I look forward to most. For G, it's all about the ride, which was apparent on this first trip when he pulled out some peanut butter, a whole carrot and a chili pepper, probably grown in his garden. Since then, I've taken over packing our lunches for these trips and often find myself day dreaming about possible treats that are packed with energy, transportable, and delicious. G doesn't quite understand eating for pleasure, but seeing how happy it makes me, he plays along.
After our snack we came back over the bridge, down the west side of the Presidio, and through the park. I learned about the Wiggle, and rode past a packed-for-no-apparent-reason Dolores Park, Bi-Rite Creamery and on into Potrero. Already I had gotten everything I wanted out of my cross country move: an adventure, and someone to have it with. The rest is just icing on the Energy Compost Breakfast muffin.
Day one I woke up at east coast 9 AM, to a beautiful 60 degree February day in Potrero. I was already approaching sensory overload but how could I pass up a bike ride around my new city - and AROUND we went. We started off in Mission Bay, around the Ballpark, up the Embarcadero toward Fisherman’s Wharf. Up North Point to Marina Ave., then Lincoln to the Bridge. Riding over the Golden Gate was exhilarating and slightly terrifying, cars and other bikers flying by, while I re-remembered how to ride at all, but a quintessential SF experience, and my first of many. Arriving at the far side of the bridge, overlooking the bay and city, we thought the perfect place to stop for a snack and think about not being in Boston anymore.
The snacks on these trips have secretly become what I look forward to most. For G, it's all about the ride, which was apparent on this first trip when he pulled out some peanut butter, a whole carrot and a chili pepper, probably grown in his garden. Since then, I've taken over packing our lunches for these trips and often find myself day dreaming about possible treats that are packed with energy, transportable, and delicious. G doesn't quite understand eating for pleasure, but seeing how happy it makes me, he plays along.
After our snack we came back over the bridge, down the west side of the Presidio, and through the park. I learned about the Wiggle, and rode past a packed-for-no-apparent-reason Dolores Park, Bi-Rite Creamery and on into Potrero. Already I had gotten everything I wanted out of my cross country move: an adventure, and someone to have it with. The rest is just icing on the Energy Compost Breakfast muffin.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Hello
My two passions (aside from the fantastic people I share them with) are eating and exploring, and combining them as often as possible. What a coincidence that I would find myself in Northern California: the Mecca of all things delicious and awe inspiring. I suspected moving across the country, for a BOY, might be foolish, but certainly never considered that it would turn out so brilliantly. And I haven’t looked back or sat still ever since; there is too much gorgeous coastline, mountain range and city to explore, and of course, delicious treats along the way. I hope you enjoy hearing about my adventures as much as I look forward to sharing them!
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