The change that concerns all of you lovely people is that I'm bringing my mother on board. Yes, my mother. My southern mother who has an opinion about everything. It's going to be an interesting ride, but I'm entrusting her with the responsibility of upholding all of my core values while bringing her amazing baking skills to the fore.
My mother is an outstanding baker. Her chicken pot pie is other-worldly. Her cookies, which she always makes without a glimpse at a recipe, will have you beating up anyone who tries to lay a hand on that cookie jar. So I know this is the best move for South by San Francisco. I am San Francisco. She is the South.
In the midst of making this decision, I have also been eating lots of pie and badass treats.
This pie, for instance, from The Pie Hole. It's called Thai Iced Tea pie, and it actually tastes like (somebody slap me!) Thai iced tea. I don't even know how. It starts with a graham cracker crust, moves onto a coconut cream filling, and then finishes off with a glaze of condensed milk and Thai tea. It disappeared from my plate.
Also, the new Yogurtland opened in Burlingame, which means I'm back at eating weird frozen yogurt-cereal-candy combinations at weird hours of the day and night. This was my first creation: mint and dutch chocolate with gummy bears, cookie dough, strawberries, and white chocolate chips.
I had Umami Burger for the first time ever in L.A. last weekend. It's one of the few places that has lived up to its hype for me. I've never had a more delicious veggie burger in my life.
Next time, I plan to update with some of my mom's fancywork. She's in Tennessee right now, visiting family and getting me some more White Lily flour.
