Daphne Dishes

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT…

I’m going to have my own show.

A show on Food Network

daphne dishes

Recipe testers, Rex, Vivien and family friend Judah. All who make cameos in the show.

I know!!

 

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Vivien helping me get camera ready. Sitting in chair bought for me by Richard Hart, my first National TV co host.

This has been in the works for about 4 years.  From the first call from Food Network till now.  Thanks to the mom blog world that helped birth  co creations Momversation, Coolmom and made it possible that my friends and family no longer had to truck out to a crappy black box theater with a leaky toilet to watch me perform. In early 2008 they could stay home sit on their own leaky toilet and watch me perform online.

I’ve hosted a lot of shows since 1996, but nothing is as challenging as hosting a food show.  Well, live red carpet is no picnic either, but this was a big challenge for me because I can talk to camera.  I can be funny.  I can cook. But, all at the same time while SMILING, that’s a hat trick.  I worked on about 15 recipes for the the show.  Some I mastered after a bout 4 or 5 tries.  Others I made so much I thought I would never eat them again.  I developed a brownie recipe from scratch.  Mark said I was nuts to do that.  “Start with a known recipe and tweak it and make your changes from there.”  But, in the end it turned out. Though I did gain 5 pounds in the prep and shooting of the show.  I had to make sure they all tasted good!

concentric gang on daphne dishes

So, it starts Sunday January 4th at noon.  It’s just 6 episodes and if it does any numbers we can hopefully make more, so I really need any support you can give it.  I need the eyeballs.  There are good recipes in it, some helpful hints, cute shots of my kids.

Remember, by supporting this new venture, you don’t have to leave your house!

xo

 

Turkey Time!

It’s that time again.. the best holiday where you don’t have to buy a present.  Except for a hostess present maybe.  I want to replay my take on Thanksgiving I did with Cafe Mom from when I still had a green front door ( it’s now red).

 

I do love this video.  It’s full of real good advice.  Some of which I have not followed this year.  I haven’t made ONE thing yet.  My table was not set days ahead.

I’m not going to go into it.. just can’t yet, but I’ve had a big loss and I’m still sorting it out.  I can’t comment till it’s been more digested.  Mark and my kids and fine and I wish you a happy holiday with your family and friends.

 

xo

kids “help” in the kitchen

I hide mixers like I would rat poisin from Rex.  We have been cooking and baking a lot lately, but sometimes I don’t want the “help”  ( Cut to child screaming, “I wanted to crack the egg, I wanted to crack the egg.”)

Here was very simple little exercise in cooking and economics with my kids ( note my slippers.  Could I be more white trash?)

I was making a pound cake and playing beat the clock yesterday.  Must- get -this-done-before-Rex-sees-mixer.”  If he sees it then he wants to do stuff and I’m worried about his little fingers going in the kitchen aid, and keeping track of who put in what last.  Plus, putting in baking powder does not have the same cache as 1) cracking eggs or 2) pouring in sugar.  The latter because he snatches some back for himself.  Then he and Vivien fight over the chairs they are standing on and I think, hmm, what’s a matter with buying a box of factory made cookies?  Oh, that’s right I’m giving them a great childhood memory.

when do boys sit down for dinner?

“My family always sits together for a family meal.” You will NOT hear that coming out of my mouth.  More than once  a week and Mark and I would be opening a vein.  Why?  It’s unpleasant.   I remember a few years ago when I was so happy baby Rex settled down for a restaurant meal.

But, it was rare enough that unless we owned the restaurant I didn’t try it much.  But, even worse is at home.  He throws off his clothes, refuses to eat, starts bugging his sister.  Why did I think his development would be on an upward trajectory?  Naive again! If he would keep his clothes on I could get that on video too.

I think he actually does better with the pressure of a public situation.  It’s just a more expensive alternative.

Preparing for Thanksgiving

Once again I’m hosting Thanksgiving.  Family from halfway across the globe will be in my house. I’m starting to get a tad nervous.

Extra wine glasses- needed

Have enough chairs? – too nervous to count

Plates?–maybe I should bite the bullet and rent this year.    Last year I did a nice series of vids with cafe mom.  One was about this very issue.  It’s time to rerun it.  As they say in hack branded videos, “What are you doing to get ready?”

How to do a Great Thanksgiving

Just in time for the holidays!  tips you can use.  My latest vid with Cafe Mom  is all about having a great thanksgiving.  We didn’t even get to my Turkey Trot Trivia with desert!

Don’t stress, here is how to have a fun Thanksgiving!

Campanile is closing: Roller coaster

I have felt like a jet pilot having to keep focus on the task at hand as missles are coming at me.  Steady.  I had to get some work that was on deadline as my sister Carole called, “Is it true?”  She said with pain in her voice.

“yes, it is”.  I had to hang up.

Word was leaked to the press that my husband’s famed restaurant is closing.  ( Just today a wonderful look at Campanile by Jonathan Gold and it’s impact was published in the LA Times)  It didn’t come out of the blue as he has been unable to secure a lease in years.

My stepson called from college that he heard about it from a text from a friend who had read about it.

Mark and his former wife Nancy Silverton started Campanile and La Brea Bakery more than 23 years ago.  They were a smash hit.  They had met at Spago and brought their collective talent to this project (after their divorce he bought her out and she went on to do other successful restaurants).   La Bakery was sold in 2001. They also must leave the space.

I feel like I have been on a roller coaster of feelings.  I’m trying to enjoy the place while it is here and express appreciation to the people who make it work.  But, one day soon when I drive by it’s shuttered doors it’s going to be like looking at a corpse.

Stealing ingredients

Ah, to be in Europe walking along cobblestone streets eating fresh bread and Gouda.  That crash back to reality has set in.  Going through a home improvement store, praying someone helps me find the box that goes with the toilet while I yell at my kids to stop climbing on the shelves, more driving than walking, asphalt streets with pot holes.

Part of normal ife is cooking at home.  At least if I’m back to making dinners at home again I know who to steal from.  When you travel you don’t know.

I present roast chicken ala theft.  How do you do your chicken?