Where the Soup Nazi Meets Kafka: CSA Orientation

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It begins as soon as the Sexy Mother Foodie has finished waxing poetic on the virtues and advantages of joining a CSA. That’s when reality hits. Precious foodies with passing interests beware: Community Supported Agriculture is the domain of the seriously Sexy Mother Foodie and her minions.

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The CSA: A Public Service Announcement

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Joining the right CSA is as important as politics to the Sexy Mother Foodie. No—it actually is politics to her, because joining that right CSA is a statement on where her “food dollars” are actually going, thus allowing her to use the term, “food dollars.” Plus, it will be the source of most images on [...]

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Eating Monet: Part 1

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Most people remember artists through their paintings or poetry. I remember them through their meals—it’s a Sexy Mother Foodie thing. To us, Monet’s gardens at Giverny conjure century-old images of dining alfresco on wild fowl with truffles tucked beneath bronzed skin. We’re at a wooden table draped with thick, starched linens, pouring very dark Bordeaux [...]

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The Barbie Cake: A Confessional

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No Sexy Mother Foodie in her right mind would consider buying a birthday cake, unless it was for a specific reason, like “have you tried the ganache at La Pâtiserrie? They get chocolate delivered from Torres!” Homemade is de rigueur. And who doesn’t love a challenge? Enter the Barbie Cake that my birthday-girl daughter saw [...]

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Quiz: Restaurant or Indie Rocker?

May 15, 2012

Sexy Mother Foodies go to restaurants whose names could easily be mistaken for an indie rocker. These are eateries with such confidence, self-knowledge, and cutting-edge taste that we don’t need to know a single thing about what they serve. Just know that if you go there, you’re cool. And that some heavily tatooed chef might [...]

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