Yellow Springs News Blogs Section :: Page 67
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					BLOG—Mini pepper poppers, off book  I’ve always known I would never be a real chef, simply because I move too cotton pickin’ slow in the kitchen. I’m messy as all get out too. But with me the mess is a symptom of the confusion I often feel when I’m trying to follow a recipe. 
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					Web feedback both ways  We’ve received feedback about our new Web site since our launch in April 2010, of course. Many of you regularly log on to see what’s new. 
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					BLOG – This year’s Ireland  As you may know from my previous post or from seeing me then not seeing me then seeing me again on the streets, I recently returned from my yearly trip to Ireland. Here is an illustrated, partial reflection… 
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					BLOG — The ranch dressing challenge  I’m not a mom, but I am a step-mom. I’m a step-mom who likes to cook all manner of new and surprising dishes and try them out on my captive consumers. Well, actually they wouldn’t eat it any other way. 
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					BLOG — Weathered l’Auberge a Dayton institution  When Kirk and I got engaged in 2006 we went to l’Auberge to celebrate. Dayton’s renowned French restaurant had just remodeled in nouveau Art Deco with bold colors, soft high-back chairs and theatrical salt and pepper shakers. We had a cozy corner table with a direct view of the newly glassed-in kitchen, where we could […] 
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					BLOG — Lost and found or not  We’ve several categories of lost and found at the front in various containers and sometimes, lost people. 
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					Get out and respect the food  I love Tom’s Market as an everyday last minute stop where I know I can find such items as brined grape leaves, fresh mozzarella and tomatillos. But sometimes you have to, dare I say it, leave the village. 
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					BLOG – Art, hugs and the Man of Metropolis  Surprise! Art is everywhere! 
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					BLOG – Off to Ireland again…  One can only gad about Yellow Springs for so long before coming to a halt at the village limits. So come let us meander to a land of melody, mirth, meadow, and mist: It can only be Ireland. 
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					BLOG – Schools could cultivate a lunchtime education  When I was a student at Mills Lawn, back in the day as they say, my mom was kind enough to pack my lunches every morning. I never wanted to buy lunch, partly because I was too scared to tell the lunch ladies what I wanted, but also because I was never sure what exactly was on those trays. 









 




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