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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.5.4 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Sun, 05 Jul 2009 21:33:54 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/"><rss:title>The Traveler's Lunchbox</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/</rss:link><rss:description>Food, Travel...and more Food</rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2009-07-05T21:33:54Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v5.5.4 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/6/26/on-the-road.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/31/ricotta-in-print.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/27/brown-butter-bliss.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/12/5-things-for-spring.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/4/21/a-cordial-affair.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/3/31/oeufs-of-march.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/23/what-not-to-do-with-meyer-lemons.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/1/the-great-spaghetti-compromise.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/1/14/squashed-resolve.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/20/fudge-and-falling-snow.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/11/top-cookbooks-of-2008.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/24/perfect-pecan-pie.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/7/poulet-and-presidents.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/25/the-year-of-jam.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/8/all-spiced-up.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/6/26/on-the-road.html"><rss:title>On the Road</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/6/26/on-the-road.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-06-26T11:32:07Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[There are so many things I've been meaning to tell you about, but life right now is just crazy. This week, for example, I'm on assignment in a (rather surprising) culinary paradise. It's a place I've dreamed of coming ever since I was a little girl and fell in love with a certain red-haired literary heroine, but it turns out they have some pretty amazing food too. Do you have any idea where it might be?]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/31/ricotta-in-print.html"><rss:title>Ricotta in Print</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/31/ricotta-in-print.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-05-31T17:04:39Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[If you're in the Seattle area and you happen to have a copy of the Sunday Seattle Times on your table, you might want to flip to page 14 of Pacific Northwest Magazine, where I have an article rhapsodizing about the pleasure (and ease) of homemade ricotta.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/27/brown-butter-bliss.html"><rss:title>Brown Butter Bliss</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/27/brown-butter-bliss.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-05-27T15:00:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Have I ever told you how I feel about ice cream? I mean, <em>really</em> feel about it? No? Oh good, I'm glad there are still some secrets between us.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/12/5-things-for-spring.html"><rss:title>5 Things for Spring</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/5/12/5-things-for-spring.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-05-12T02:13:54Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[I always feel guilty coming back here after so long without a recipe, but if you'd tasted the string of mediocre dishes to come out of my kitchen recently you'd probably say a prayer of thanks. I don't know if I should blame myself or the food, but in the last couple of weeks we've had bitter, water-logged eggplant, chicken with a texture like vulcanized rubber, and a chocolate cake that tasted more like peanuts than chocolate (and no, before you ask, there were no peanuts in it...). Luckily, I've had a pile of things mounting on my virtual desk that I've been meaning to tell you about - news, reviews, and that sort of stuff - so hopefully they'll tide you over until I find out where my recipe mojo escaped to, ambush it from behind, drag it home kicking and screaming and chain it to the stove.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/4/21/a-cordial-affair.html"><rss:title>A Cordial Affair</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/4/21/a-cordial-affair.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-04-21T20:22:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[I've never been much of a trend spotter, and even less of a trend setter - just ask my friends from high school how many other people were wearing thrift-store kaftans. (Answer: none.) So, it would probably be wise to refrain from making any kind of predictions about the kinds of things that are likely to take the culinary world by storm in the coming months, but I have such a strong feeling about this one I'm going to stick my neck out. Call it a hunch or remarkable stroke of foresight, but I'm betting that soon, on drinks trays across the land, gone will be the gourmet juice cocktails, the expensive imported waters in futuristic glass bottles, and the flavored iced teas in every color of the rainbow, and in their place will be small pitchers of the intensely aromatic syrups called cordials.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/3/31/oeufs-of-march.html"><rss:title>Oeufs of March</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/3/31/oeufs-of-march.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-03-31T20:32:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[And in just under the wire... a post for March. Is the entire month gone already? I just can't keep track anymore. But if it is, and that is precisely what my calendar is telling me, then winter is gone too, and that is welcome news. Am I the only one who has been itching to see the backside of this winter? I can't remember the last time I had so few good things to say about an entire season. They usually have their ups and downs, but this one seems to have had more than its fair share of downs. The weather, actually, wasn't that bad; apart from that freak two feet of snow that brought the Pacific Northwest to its knees in December it's been pretty mild - sunnier, even, than I was expecting. Nevertheless, between the never-ending depressing news on all channels, the havoc the economic crisis is wreaking on our careers, and - as if to show us that when things seem bad, they can always get worse - a sudden family health crisis that has left us all struggling to cope, these have been three or four months I would like to lock into a box and never have to think about again.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/23/what-not-to-do-with-meyer-lemons.html"><rss:title>What Not to Do With Meyer Lemons</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/23/what-not-to-do-with-meyer-lemons.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-02-23T23:23:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[I apologize in advance for what you're about to see. It's not pretty, and frankly, it probably doesn't belong in a family-friendly forum like this. Hopefully your small children are in another room - if they're not you might want to cover their eyes or otherwise distract them before scrolling past the photo below. I don't want to be responsible for any nightmares.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/1/the-great-spaghetti-compromise.html"><rss:title>The Great Spaghetti Compromise</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/2/1/the-great-spaghetti-compromise.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-02-01T23:04:41Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[I wish I had a more picturesque story to go along with this recipe. I considered for a moment making up one about about a rustic <em>trattoria</em> in northern Italy, a wrinkled old grandmother in the kitchen, a lot of hand gestures and an almost-illegible recipe scribbled on an empty flour sack. But then I thought better of it. No, it's better you know the truth, that where this dish really has its origins is in stubbornness, intolerance, and marital discord, with a little bit of curry thrown in for good measure. But don't worry, it has a happy ending regardless.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/1/14/squashed-resolve.html"><rss:title>Squashed Resolve</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2009/1/14/squashed-resolve.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-01-14T22:56:22Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Well, here we are again. Another year has come and gone so fast I barely had time to get used to it being 2008 and now there's a whole new number to contend with. If you ask me time is moving entirely too fast these days - weeks, months, years are flying by so quickly I don't even have time to remember how old I am let alone what date to write on my checks. And does it disturb you as much as it does me that we are one year away from the end of the decade, yet we still have no consensus on what to call it? I mean, Manuel and I crack ourselves up by calling it the 'uh-ohs', and in Britain people chuckle over the vaguely-naughty 'noughties', but I honestly have no idea what respectable newscasters in ten or twenty years' time will be saying. "Back in the double-zeros..."? "Shortly after the turn of the millennium..."? "In the early two-thousands..."? Do they all sound as ludicrous to you as they do to me?]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/20/fudge-and-falling-snow.html"><rss:title>Fudge and Falling Snow</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/20/fudge-and-falling-snow.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-12-20T16:43:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<br />When I was a kid, there was nothing I wanted more than a white Christmas. Not pink leg warmers, not the latest Debbie Gibson album, and not even a stonewashed denim jacket were higher on my list than waking up on Christmas morning to a world clothed in white. Year after year I went to bed on Christmas Eve praying with all my might for a meteorological miracle (after all, it happened all the time in the movies!), but sadly those balmy California skies never took pity on me, and by the time I finally did get my white Christmas - in Germany, more than a decade later - it was nice, but not nearly as heart-stoppingly wonderful as it surely would have been when I was young.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/11/top-cookbooks-of-2008.html"><rss:title>Top Cookbooks of 2008</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/12/11/top-cookbooks-of-2008.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-12-11T15:03:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[2008 may have been a bad year for just about everything else, but it was a great year for cookbooks. Honestly, I can't remember the last time this many gorgeous, fascinating and downright inspiring books hit the shelves in one year. A couple of people I know have suggested that the worse the economy gets, the better the cookbook market will fare, since more people will turn to cooking both out of necessity and as a substitute for more expensive pleasures. I don't know how true that is (particularly since I know other people who are convinced of the opposite), but I'd like to believe it; in fact I'd like to think that no matter what happens we'll never have a shortage of beautiful books to inform and inspire us, to help us get dinner on the table, and to provide us a window into countries and cultures we can only dream about visiting.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/24/perfect-pecan-pie.html"><rss:title>Perfect Pecan Pie</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/24/perfect-pecan-pie.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-11-24T08:11:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Oof, I've gone and done it again, haven't I? Thanksgiving is only <em>three days away</em> and and here I am, bringing you a recipe at the eleventh hour when surely your menu was set in stone weeks ago (it was...wasn't it?). The problem, if you must know, is that I've been having a hard time formulating a balanced, diplomatic description of its merits, something that doesn't start with 'dispose of any other pecan pie recipes currently in your possession', but I don't seem to be able to, so I hope you'll forgive me when I tell you that is <em>exactly</em> what you should do.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/7/poulet-and-presidents.html"><rss:title>Poulet and Presidents</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/11/7/poulet-and-presidents.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-11-07T18:06:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[There now, that's better, isn't it? It feels like the world has just heaved a tremendous sigh of relief, and even those of us who tried to bury our heads in the sand and avoid the whole election drama (who, me?) feel like a very heavy weight has been lifted from our shoulders. It's funny, since despite my best efforts to not think too much about it until the whole thing was over (including, for example, forbidding Manuel from sharing the latest poll results he devoured eagerly each morning), I seem to have been reduced to a nervous wreck by this election. On Monday afternoon, for example, I walked into a coffee shop, paid for my <em>cafe au lait</em>, and walked out without my purse. What's more, I didn't even notice until eight o'clock that night when our phone rang and it was one of the staff calling from <em>my</em> cell phone to let me know someone had handed it in.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/25/the-year-of-jam.html"><rss:title>The Year of Jam</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/25/the-year-of-jam.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-10-25T22:45:00Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[As I get older and the past starts to meld together into one amorphous blob, I find it helps to associate each year with the most important thing that happened. So when I think back to, say, 1999, and remember that that was the year I graduated from college, and remember that 2004 was the year I got married, not only are those dates placed in context again but I can place a whole host of less important events just by association. The funny thing is, though, that I can't always predict what the most important event of any year will be until well after it's over. For example, it should have been a foregone conclusion that 2008 would be remembered as the year we said goodbye to Scotland and moved to Seattle, but lately I'm beginning to have my doubts. Instead, there seems a pretty good chance that it will actually become known as the year I made jam out of everything that crossed my path.]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/8/all-spiced-up.html"><rss:title>All Spiced Up</rss:title><rss:link>http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2008/10/8/all-spiced-up.html</rss:link><dc:creator>melissa</dc:creator><dc:date>2008-10-08T20:15:13Z</dc:date><dc:subject></dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[Years ago, I told you about my spice bowl. You remember, that big glass bowl I stored my collection of spices in for the better part of seven years; the bowl that I was too embarrassed to show to any of my friends, and which filled my kitchen with a thick cloud of nose-tickling spice dust whenever I opened the cupboard it lived in? Yeah, <span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a target="_blank" href="http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2005/4/8/the-spice-bowl.html">that one</a></span>. The one that was - despite the inconvenience of never being able to find what I was looking for, and of poorly-closed bags of cinnamon and sesame seeds slowly leaking their contents into the bottom of the bowl, and of frequently opting to buy a new bag of something rather than go through the effort of seeing if I already had it - the best system for storing and organizing spices I could find.]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>