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Home Bar: Cocktails with Buñuel

Picture Luis Buñuel during his final years in Paris, holding court at home by making drinks on the patio for his guests. The old footage begins with a classic martini: a drop of angostura and dry vermouth into a glass with ice, twirled and drained, then the English gin for another twirl before straining into a chilled glass. To the delight of the crowd, his next drink, made with gin, Carpano, and vermouth, is one of his own creations, the Buñueloni, and the boyish smirk on his face reveals one of the great passions in his life: inventing cocktails. Drink plays a small but persistent role in his work during this period, in the 1960s and 70s when he was...

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Recipes : WINTER QUICHE

I love a warm quiche with a salad of spicy greens.  This quiche is especially attractive with whole glazed vegetables peeking out of the eggs like little gems. Use any of your favorite root vegetables. Hope you enjoy! xo, Saehee   

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Our Morning Rituals with Canyon Coffee

Last month, we were so happy to have Casey and Ally of Canyon Coffee over one morning for breakfast on our patio. We were originally introduced to them through their delicious organic coffee, which we knew from the beginning we wanted to carry in our pantry section, and after they moved to the east side, we had them over for dinner and became fast friends. It's rare and special to find other businesses started by couples or close friends, and we chatted over food and coffee about our own experiences creating a business with friends, our favorite markets in LA, and how we like to spend our mornings. You can check out the full interview over on the Canyon Coffee blog. ...

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Travel : A Walk in Hanoi

It pours non-stop when we are in Hanoi. The streets are tight, clean, and slick with new rain.  Everyone is wearing thin plastic rain ponchos in every color and despite the weather, I notice open-toed shoes everywhere. No one seems phased by the downpour.  It's near evening and men are drinking egg coffee on plastic stools, cigarettes moving up and down from their mouths.    I've been looking for this egg coffee and craving an opportunity to still myself because everything in Hanoi seems in constant motion--wheels and bodies and even food as it travels heavy on the shoulders of women carrying well-balanced baskets.  My eyes are tired from looking all the time.   The egg coffee is sweet and orange scented. ...

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