Small Steps in the Kitchen #1: Shaken Vinaigrette

During this first month of the new year when those of you who have made resolutions find yourself faltering or wishing you hadn't chosen such a ridiculous task why not take a this moment to substitute or add a simple new project in which you can become more involved with your food. Topics like proposition 37, eating locally & organic, farm to table, humane and sustainable are all very hot right now being a concern of lifestyle and morality if not just a healthy trend. If you would like to become more involved with your food but are overwhelmed or intimidated with an approach do me a quick favor; go to your fridge or pantry and take a look at that bottle of commercially made vinaigrette or salad dressing. It should be the last one you want to buy.

A Change Or Two In Plans

 Entropy the cat by Cherie.
Image for our kitchen labels.

Quite a few developments began to materialize for Entropy Kitchen in the late months of 2012. Some sad farewells would be said while some new ground gained and support rallied. We are expecting 2013 to be an exciting and productive year in our kitchen. Hopefully you will follow along.

While on the path to incorporating our kitchen items and protecting the name(s) it came to our attention that we would no longer be able to use the beloved name Shadow Creek. We are so connected to the name, the place. Suddenly we would have to let go of the namesake of where we live, work and play. On a less sentimental note what would we be able or want to rename our kitchen and products?

Hachiya Persimmon

Along Cull Canyon Road.

There are a couple of very special winding roads in the hills where we live. Studded along are farm-style houses accompanied by orchards and stables. There is an odd nursery too, occupied by a quiet, bearded, hobbit-looking fellow.

With winter approaching, the leaves had all turned and fallen and the scenery was all shaded gray. These persimmons hung in their dark cold trees like rosy orange glowing paper lanterns. Several trips were made past the fruit trees and a sign reading "$1 a bag" before we actually stopped and bought some for ourselves.