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And such is my loving relationship with that word. Come on. Have you heard anyone who was actually, truly what “classy” aspires to describe say that word? As Guy Kawasaki said, its like bragging that you’re modest. There you have it. As soon as you say it, you’re not.
And HoHos? Well. That’s classy of a higher order. Definitely. Klassy.
This weekend, we’ll hit the first day of the last month of summer. It’s that time of year when we all should really, really take it easy. Try to go slow. Savor the long days of sunshine.
I have so much reverence for the craft of making bread and have utter respect for the talented artisans that make them. To me, it seems like the most meditative baking ritual, and only those blessed with the innate intuition would know how
Trust me on tempeh. I know tempeh is one of those great dividers — that qualifier in your head that puts people left of the crunchy left. I must confess that this recipe was my rite of passage. I made tempeh once, years ago, to horrific res
