I have mentioned this before, I mention it again because, yesterday, Marian and I stopped by our favorite bakery to pick-up a few loaves of bread. I am referring to Artisan Baking Company, on White Settlement Road.
It always strikes me when I get home and start slicing into the bread how fresh it looks, smells, feels, and tastes. It's just good bread. I can't recommend Gwin and Mark Grimes and their bakery highly enough. And the price is right, too. $4.50 for a healthy loaf of bread is inexpensive when you consider what you are getting in quality and quantity.
Of course, Artisan has the usual assortment of cookies, scones, and pastries. All good. Actually, the scones are in the great category.
If you can work Artisan Baking Company into your round of trips to the markets, you will not be disappointed. My favorite: Breakfast bread, lightly toasted, with a little butter. You just can't beat it.
If you have a favorite, please comment.
Artisan Baking Company
4900 White Settlement Rd
Fort Worth, Texas
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Saturday, April 2, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
It's springtime, and that means . . .
Baseball. . . the great game.
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At some point, every spring,
when the heat rises to a certain level, and the smell of a freshly mown lawn blows my way, I think of baseball. That warm weather game of hope and skill and strategy and luck and endurance.The game of failure.
The slow moving game interrupted with excitement -- like life itself.
I think of beer and hot dogs and mustard and peanuts. Of Col'beer here, Cooolers, and Hotdaaaawwgs, as the concessionaires used to say.
I think of the sound of a wood bat cracking a leather-skinned ball and seeing that connection before hearing it. I think of handsome Johnny Callison, Cookie Rojas, Tony Taylor, Richie Ashburn, Pete Incaviglia, Nolan Ryan, and "Julio-Julio" being sung-out from the stands. And Charlie Hough catching a smoke between innings back when an older pitcher could do such things.
I think of the red-capped Phillies, and Connie Mack stadium. I think of Willie Mays, the Say-Hey kid, and basket catches.
When summer hits, and the air is still, I'll hear a distant radio and a baritone-voiced announcer calling the game, and I will think of the nights at the ballpark with my family watching the Texas Rangers. And Pony League games, and hitting ground balls to the boys in the front yard, and . . .
Well, there's just no end to the good baseball memories.
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Texas Ranger's first game is Friday, April 1. Fort Worth Cats first game is Monday, May 9. Due to popular demand, Kincaid's is back selling hamburgers at the Cats' games this year.First posted 2009. Revised.
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Have it your way ... somewhere else
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| Daniel Barry for The New York Times |
That's the title of a New York Times article that goes on to explain why some chefs and restaurants in New York don't accommodate every customer demand -- and why they don't care who doesn't like it.
Think, Seinfeld's soup nazi episode applied to everything from bagels to coffee.
I kind of get this. You have to respect a guy who make's that kind of commitment to his craft and the product.
At one coffee shop in New York you can not get an espresso in a paper cup. At my favorite coffee shop back east they say, only half- jokingly, "the coffee is first, the customer second." If a restaurant owner is willing to give up a sale, it's his risk, his loss. His business.
Anyway, it's an interesting article on food industry attitudes.
The New York Times article is short and worth reading. HERE
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