My name is James.
I'm a photographer and writer with a love for food, and flannel.
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Half an hour outside of Sacramento is the tiny town of Capay. A green sign at the entrance announces the population: 200. Elevation, 250. Kim and I visited last month, driving up for the annual Capay Tomato Festival. The event is actually named after Capay Organic Farm (the town is just a few miles east)–all […]
I’m still a little overwhelmed thinking about everything available at the farmer’s market this morning. It’s incredible. But since I won’t have time to cook for a few days, I kept to a short list: an apple danish for breakfast, a handful of fresh mission figs, and two Fay Elberta peaches–the last of the season! […]
The beauty of summer in the Central Valley is the abundant harvest—if you plant it and give it a little water, it’ll probably grow here. Come August, we’re up to our ears in corn (yeah, I went there), tomatoes, peppers, herbs, stone fruit, strawberries (they’re still around!)…the full list of what’s in season is overwhelming. […]
As mentioned in the last post, I spent an extended weekend in San Francisco, and worked up an appetite walking around. I attended a conference on Sunday afternoon out at Fort Mason Center, and by late afternoon I was craving a burger. The Cured Ham recommended that I walk up Gough to Union, and explore […]
