I was recently at a brewery in Butte, MT where I was served some incredible pizza and laudable beer. I was also served a “Chinese crunch medley blah blah” salad that tasted like a butte.…
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I don’t ‘do’ mint unless it’s in tea or toothpaste. Mint and food, together? Not my cup of tea…well actually, that might be slightly confusing as I just stated it is my cup of tea.…
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Each morning between the hours of 0700 and 0830 I stare bewilderingly into the soul of my MacBook Air. Writing feverishly and furiously, while glancing over my shoulder with a looming fear, pitted in the…
View PostEach morning between the hours of 0700 and 0830 I stare bewilderingly into the soul of my MacBook Air. Writing feverishly and furiously, while glancing over my shoulder with a looming fear, pitted in the…
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In school I knew a girl who’s husband was living a double life. A two-faced, conniving, fraudulent, counterfeit, lying, cheating, deplorable sack of cells. A makeshift con artist. Her and her daughter, beating hearts that…
View PostIn school I knew a girl who’s husband was living a double life. A two-faced, conniving, fraudulent, counterfeit, lying, cheating, deplorable sack of cells. A makeshift con artist. Her and her daughter, beating hearts that…
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Seven Octobers I’ve stared at these pines. Green to white and back again. And now my pine needles pose a new perception. Prickly pears poke with persnickety precision. The horizon has become lined with saguaro…
View PostSeven Octobers I’ve stared at these pines. Green to white and back again. And now my pine needles pose a new perception. Prickly pears poke with persnickety precision. The horizon has become lined with saguaro…
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Each Sunday for last 70 something Sundays I make eggs. Ok, I’m inflated. But still. There are just certain foods that ‘go’ at certain times. You know? For example: heirloom tomatoes in a Jacked Up…
View PostEach Sunday for last 70 something Sundays I make eggs. Ok, I’m inflated. But still. There are just certain foods that ‘go’ at certain times. You know? For example: heirloom tomatoes in a Jacked Up…
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Welcome to Open Plate Anthropology. I’m Alexa, creator of this site based on a serious disease progression - my unrelenting obsession with food and travel. It’s lust actually. Food lust.
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