<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558</id><updated>2011-09-28T11:01:31.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fussy Foodie</title><subtitle type='html'>Picky eaters can still love to eat. And they can write about food if they want. So there.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558.post-1482541603195762118</id><published>2009-01-27T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:17:30.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best snack</title><content type='html'>one avocado, mashed&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lemon, squeezed in&lt;br /&gt;seasoned salt and black pepper, to taste &lt;br /&gt;one or two pieces of &lt;a href="http://www.rudisbakery.com/home"&gt;Rudi's Organic Bread&lt;/a&gt;, spread with above ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;Hover over kitchen countertop and as the sun is going down and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6208110361242799558-1482541603195762118?l=thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/1482541603195762118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-snack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/1482541603195762118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/1482541603195762118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-snack.html' title='the best snack'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558.post-2350396430303074392</id><published>2009-01-21T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:34:32.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza, pizza</title><content type='html'>I know that &lt;a href="http://littlestarpizza.com/"&gt;Little Star&lt;/a&gt; is supposed to be all that, but frankly, I found the sauce overly acidic and too tomato-ey, i.e. big chunks of tomatoes. Ugh. It gave me a tummy ache. The cornmeal crust was pretty awesome, though. But still. I think tomato sauce needs to work for the pizza to sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6208110361242799558-2350396430303074392?l=thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/2350396430303074392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-pizza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/2350396430303074392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/2350396430303074392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-pizza.html' title='pizza, pizza'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558.post-3645109953049106614</id><published>2009-01-15T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:22:09.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>$8 breakfast</title><content type='html'>Scrambled eggs, toast, and a decaf latte at &lt;a href="http://www.doloresparkcafe.org/"&gt;Dolores Park Cafe&lt;/a&gt;. Should have ordered a double, though. In such a tall glass, it looks more like coffee-milk, which is what my dad used to let me have when I was about 10, on Saturdays, when he made French toast. As a pre-teen, anything that brought me closer to adulthood gave me a thrill. Staying up past 9:00 on Friday nights to watch The Love Boat. Sitting at the grownups table at Passover. And yes, the intimation of caffeine on those Saturdays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I do love coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6208110361242799558-3645109953049106614?l=thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/3645109953049106614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/3645109953049106614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/3645109953049106614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-breakfast.html' title='$8 breakfast'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558.post-2855628411854378834</id><published>2009-01-15T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:28:00.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some darn good dinners for fussy foodies</title><content type='html'>A hamburger and fries at &lt;a href="http://chowfoodbar.com/"&gt;Chow&lt;/a&gt;, paired with a pint of &lt;a href="http://beeradvocate.com/beer/profile/863/22790"&gt;Blind Pig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coriander beef short ribs at &lt;a href="http://www.tangerinesf.com/"&gt;Tangerine&lt;/a&gt;, preceded by lemongrass lamb lollipops and spicy corn fritters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mac 'n cheese with Brussel sprouts (made with brown butter and bacon!) at &lt;a href="http://www.home-sf.com/"&gt;Home&lt;/a&gt;, paired with a Grey Goose gimlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meatloaf at &lt;a href="http://www.delessiomarket.com/"&gt;DeLessio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicken Tikka Masala and Veggie Pakoras at &lt;a href="http://indiaclayoven.com/"&gt;Clay Oven&lt;/a&gt;, paired with a Taj Mahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late-night slice at &lt;a href="http://marcellospizzasf.com/"&gt;Marcello's Pizza&lt;/a&gt;, preceded by a Mango Cosmopolitan (only 1!) at &lt;a href="http://martunis.ypguides.net/"&gt;Martuni's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6208110361242799558-2855628411854378834?l=thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/2855628411854378834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-darn-good-dinners-for-fussy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/2855628411854378834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/2855628411854378834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-darn-good-dinners-for-fussy.html' title='some darn good dinners for fussy foodies'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208110361242799558.post-4596395760347755611</id><published>2009-01-13T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:46:31.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 ways to deal with what's left on your plate when you are a guest at someone's else's house</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;b&gt;Eat as much of the good stuff as you can.&lt;/b&gt; For example, if it's a chicken dish that has raisins in it (good God, I'm so sorry), eat the chicken bits and then scatter the pellet-raisins around so that they will look more like peppercorns than discards. If you are only offended by a side dish (butternut squash, canned cranberry sauce, anything with hazelnuts), say you're allergic. If the entire meal is inedible, say you ate a late lunch by accident, the meeting ran late and you had to run out at 4 to grab something, etc., etc., and the meatball sub / corned beef hash / half a turkey you pounded down is now taking up too much room, so sorry, etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Take advantage of patterned dishware to hide your offenses. &lt;/b&gt;Camouflage the shiitake mushrooms with the lovely inset twigs decorating the china. Insinuate the stewed cherries in the rose petals. Fan out the undercooked eggplant into fern leaf. Make art out of the artless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt; Distract your hosts.&lt;/b&gt; Exclaim over their new remodel, their children, their view, the beauty of the meal you are trying to avoid consuming. Ask what's in the non-traditional stuffing and then steer the conversation away from how "clever" it was to use cashews and prunes instead of onions and celery in favor of tripping down the memory lane of their childhood dinners. While your hosts are waxing nostalgic about plum pudding and marshmallow pie, carefully remove the large paper napkin you have hidden in your purse in the even your hosts decided on cloth (of course they did) and nod thoughtfully at their charming story while covering your mouth with the napkin. Make compassionate noises when they are retrieving some lost recipe for Grandma's vegetable mousse and discharge the contents of your mouth into the napkin. Fold the corners neatly and tuck the package back into your purse, where it will inevitably leak onto your wallet and after-dinner breath mints, but this is a small price to pay and you can deal with the cleanup later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6208110361242799558-4596395760347755611?l=thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/feeds/4596395760347755611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-ways-to-deal-with-what-left-on-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/4596395760347755611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6208110361242799558/posts/default/4596395760347755611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefussyfoodie.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-ways-to-deal-with-what-left-on-your.html' title='3 ways to deal with what&amp;#39;s left on your plate when you are a guest at someone&amp;#39;s else&amp;#39;s house'/><author><name>Maya Stein</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412867857502233126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBENOqOwceM/THtMCNSo7lI/AAAAAAAAAoM/VTceXHu8_ys/S220/DSC04194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
