Summer Food and our Garden

Late April, the wife and I started our community garden here in Bellingham. We’ve been enjoying lots of tasty veges and herbs straight from the garden.

The vision was to produce food that we can incorporate into our everyday meals and share our passion for food and cooking with our friends. Below, you will find many of the pics of food that have come straight from our garden.

Red onion from our garden. Taste is super sweet. Much smaller than the ones you buy from the store.

Lettuce from our garden.

Atalie whipped up this panko crusted salmon with green beans when our friend Rae came to visit.

Meal preps. We were getting toppings ready to make pizza. Basil and onion from our garden.

A dressed pizza, ready for the oven.

Jook. Congee. Porridge. Delicious.

Roasted garlic. Super easy to make. Cut the tops and bottoms of the garlic. Drizzle olive oil, and flavor with salt and pepper. Wrap in tin foil. Bake in oven at 375% for 45 minutes. Good to spread on bread, but in this case we used as a topping for our pizza. Learned this technique from my friend, Garrett.

A blurry and cooked pizza.

I’m not the best at shaping the pizza, however, the taste speaks for itself.

When you saw the photos above of the Jook and Pizza, I bet you thought that was from two different meals. Actually, no. This was from the same meal. An interesting combo that I recommend. Not because they pair well, but because, why not.

Scallops, Shrimp, Asparagus, with Lemon, Basil, and Parsley.

Bubbies Mochi 🙂


Today was perfect. I completed errands around the house. I got a run in with my dog, Lanikai, down to the Lake.


Dinner was ready when I got home from my run, and I was sure in for a treat.


Recipe found:

  • Creamy
  • Light
  • Buttery
  • Pairs well with a white wine
  • Perfect to eat outdoors during the long summer days

Snapped this photo on the table, but then we ate it outside.

Dessert: Vanilla ice cream with blackberry jam made from the berries in our backyard.

Our neighbors wildberry plant spilling past our fence. I’m not complaining about it today, however.

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yellowstone … need i say more?

ok, i’m not gonna lie. if you don’t like waterfalls then this blog post won’t be for you.

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OOF (out of focus)

ahhh, the great outdoors

check out the gnarly approaching rain clouds. half of the img = blue skies, the other half = crazy storm

look at the size of the mouth on that thing

attention is in the details

can i fit in too, guys?

just, beautiful

look at that palette of colors!

mah goodness

some beautiful hills

hi d3r

oh, itZ m33h

pretty accurate and literal name

definitely loved these stop-offs


plant your roots deep

jealous of the trees daily view

a tall photo

by this time, the storm started to roll in along with the booming thunder

the details of nature

go see this place. now. like. seriously. now. go.

Aliens, UFOs, and Blinding White Sand

Roswell, New Mexico. For some reason I’ve always to visit this strange city. As a kid I was scared to death of UFOs and the thoughts of extra terrestrial life gave me nightmares. But I continued to watch Unsolved Mysteries with Robert Stack and would literally run in and outside as fast as I could when my mom asked me to take the trash out in the evening time as a result. Roswell always symbolized to me – if not somewhat naively – the destination for Alien lifeforms and collection of all things UFOs/aliens. I was right about the second part of that as we saw plastered all over town signage and cheesy marketing posters of aliens.

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Because this was a pit stop for us we only had time for one attraction it seemed the most efficient use of our time to head to the International UFO Museum and Research Center.

Let’s just say you have to go to truly experience the museum. For $5 it’s a solid 1 hour of entertainment. I’m not taking a position on UFOs and E.T. and what happened in Corona, New Mexico here, but I will say that the documentation, artifacts, and other memorabilia at the museum is truly priceless.


we left the museum, and started our journey to Tempe, AZ. En route was White Sands National Monument. This was an unplanned trip, but once we saw it on our route we instantly allotted extra time to pick up yet another stamp in our National Park Passport stamp.


we normally take pretty good pics in front of the National Park Service signs, however, this sign for some reason got the best of us. My eyes are shut and Atalie’s sunglasses are a bit slanted.


it was quite windy and you can see in the pic above the sand blowing in the distance. this is not enough to deter these two children at the center of the image running with their sled to slide down the gentle dunes.


the footprints in the sand looked so cool


This 1.5 hour stop ended up being one of my favorite memories of this trip. The park is a hidden gem, and seeing the achievement of nature to produce this 275 square mile wonder field over the last 10,000 years blows my mind. But the narrator in the NPS video said, 10,000 years is “yesterday” in geological terms. Wonder what the next 10,000 years will do to the dunes.

We hope that the next time we’ll be able to sled in the sand like the kids pictured above and hike 1 mile out and camp in the middle of the dunes.

Bad@$$ Badlands

It was a scorcher…

but who cares, right? When you got views like this.

off, for a very short walk we went

magnificent views, 360 degrees around

the elements, and fragility of time

but you didn’t come hear for metaphors, you wanted to see sunsets

I got your back

I’m still amazed at the ISO range on cameras and how they can capture quality when you’re in a moving car.

the heat, well that didn’t really leave. But the clouds started coming..not before I could snap this full moon shot. 105mm is all I gots.

twilight…not the book or movie series

First attempt at capturing lightning. Didn’t find a space dark enough, but also sheltered.

All in all, pretty amazing day back in August. Badlands, definitely bad@$$. Will need to make a return trip soon.


Hitting the Road

As many of you know, today 7/6/2016, we are hitting the road for a cross-country road trip.

How long? It all depends. It might be a month, it might be a few months. It will depend on work, Kaua’i (our dog), pure comfort, and weather.

Where are we headed? We have some ideas, but will figure a lot of that out on the fly.

2016-07-06_10-32-47.png*here are some places on our list, but by no means is this planned out in stone

Why? We’re in this really unique, but fortunate position to do this now. With all the conversations I hear from friends, family, acquaintances, friendly strangers alike — this is the thing to do. See my previous post [future] me advice for [now] me where I talk about living in the moment, and making decisions now that I’ll look back on in the future with great happiness. Traveling makes both Atalie and I feel very alive, and now is the time to do it. There’s also been so much negativity in the news/media, so we are going to channel our energy instead on positive things and the things we love. We hope to meet people on the road that share the same enthusiasm, vigor, and passion for life that we do.


Death Valley

We, humans, are pretty amazing. Let’s stop and think about that for a second. While we are destroying the world, and causing climate change, we are also engineering our surrounding environments so that we can experience comfort. If not for our abilities to innovate, Death Valley would be inaccessible, and left only for the human imagination. Alas, we see what only could be thought of as terrain mimicking the land of Mars. *note: please do not read this as I do not care about climate change, or promote the idea of destroying our earth. I love this blue planet.

To the desert we go…

Death Valley; the beginning of a journey into lands with inhospitable temperatures. Our tents were shaken in the evenings with the air that only could be escaping a kitchen oven, less the comforting smell of food.

Death Valley-1


Sleeping in this tent, at moments, felt as if an old, beaten down car with broken AC was funneling hot air directly into our tent. Yet, we find the moments of beauty, when the sun peaks out beyond the horizon bringing in the day.


At every turn on the road, every mini pit stop, there are scenes of beauty. In my mind, this is a scene that I’ve discovered all for myself and that I am the explorer of this area. I think this only because it’s hard to imagine any sane person venturing out here to settle it.


There’s something mysterious, elusive, and unexplainable. Salt formations in Badwater. 282 feet below sea level, a feat achieved by the movement in earth’s crust. “Salt Crystals expand, pushing the crust of salt into rough, chaotic forms. Newly formed crystals ooze between mudcracks, sketching strange patterns on the surface of the salt flat. Passing rainstorms wash off windblown dust and generate a fresh layer of blinding white salt. Floods create temporary lakes that dissolve salts back into solution, starting the process all over again.” (signage in the parking lot at Badwater) Could this be a metaphor to life? Will this all be washed away?

death-valley-29-May-2016-13How about them clouds, huh? Flirtacious, photogenic, curious, symphonic.

1/2 Mile Hikes, never seemed so daunting. Pack your water. There’s not many places that a short stroll will remind you of your fragility as a human being. The ~70% water composition of our bodies is constantly being sucked out by the desert. Plastic to the rescue.


Mother Earth, placed this “Natural Bridge” here as a playing place for it’s offspring, us Humans. Invitations to connect, play, and be one are all around us. This world sure is a large playground.


Earth’s make-up, on my feet.


Zabriskie Point – definitely check it out. Can’t think of anything clever to say here.

The Heavens, they must look down into the desert for comfort; seeking answers. They fully expose themselves at the very least. The Milky Way sliced through the open sky, proudly imitating the ripples, crevices, and cracks of the mountains.

I was lucky enough to have this open view from our tent. The tent curtain stayed open all night as I uncomfortably contorted my body to face the Milky Way. A more logical move would have been to prop myself up somehow, or find another way to more comfortably view this spectacle. Yet, no logic, or energy was focused on creating a better solution. Laser focus was glued to the sky. Falling asleep to this only happens in dreams, and my dream came true this night.

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Finally, to be fully sure this was a desert, we had to play in the sand. In the early morning, the heat retained in the sand leaves an indication of the heat of the previous day. The scattering of footprints, paws, and other critters reveals that a whole city came to life in the night. At the same time, the cleanser, the purifier – that is the air – ran its course through the hills creating perfect lines, symmetrically uneven. The rows of desert hill, or dunes as they’re called, invite you to slide down them. It’s a trick, to fill your socks, pants, crevices in your skin with sand. The sand, it will leave with you, to leave this forsaken place.

Lines move. The roads dance. Passing down a road, leads you to the entrance and the end. This place is purely magical, yet very undesirable, and very misunderstood.