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Lori Covington

Lori Covington
Location
Oakland, California, USA
Birthday
December 31
Bio
Two wandering southerners --a neurotic Texan bearing a keen resemblance to Vivien Leigh and a close-mouthed Mississippi sailor with a thing for long-legged beauties, stole me from a red-headed alien who, having laid me on my woven baby blanket under a palm tree at the Alameda Naval Station, was splashing in the cool, funky waters of San Francisco Bay with a seal lion named Frank. Assuring themselves that "it was for the best", the southerners transported me first to San Diego, where a goat ate my stroller, to Florida, where I attempted to eat a frog... In reverse chronology... June 2010: Published Escape from Draconia: Mikki Madigan's First Adventure! Visited Annapolis, MD and Hawaii. Developed crab allergy. Voted by mail for our intelligent, ethical, new president! (No allergies noted) Moved to Nova Scotia. Developed allergy to lobster. 2004: Fled insane, ultraconservative country for relative sanity of Canada. 1999: Met Mike, who is wonderful. 91-98 Graduate school (home of Geotrolls and other Mean People) in Illnois Moved incessantly until settling in northern California. Ate a lot of Dungeness crab and drank excellent but very cheap white wine. Left Home Returned home Left home Sibling rivalry, constant relocation. Nickname, "The New Kid". Born

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JUNE 30, 2010 10:03AM

Great Food in Nova Scotia

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Since I went all out in attacking the food where I live, I want to report that I have also recently eaten a couple of fantastic meals. One was at my friends' house, where Mechtild made the best seafood chowder I have ever eaten in my life. Since any full-time Nova Scotia resident eats about 40 gallons of chowder a year, that's really saying something. She did something magical with white wine in the base--just the right white wine-- I believe, and never stinted on the seafood. Scallops, shrimp, salmon and lobster, (which doesn't agre with me at all, but when I got a noseful of the aroma from that heavenly soup, I decided to take my chances).There may have been some haddock or halibut, too.  It was not in the least fatty, but was rich, simply spiced and utterly perfect in balance. If there is a god, when she created seafood, it was specifically so Mechtild could make this chowder.

But that was in a private home, and thus limited to the lucky and invited few. I also had a good meal at The Port gastropub in Port Williams last week. (I don't like the word "gastropub" since for me it brings up the idea of stomach acids mixed with beer--never a good association). I had the  chicken-brie-cranberry chutney concoction on a generous, pillowy, butter foccaccia. Accompanied by mixed greens with a kickass salad dressing. And a porter, a lovely, rich, smooth brown, malty porter...The sandwich was what a dinner-sized sandwich ought to be--big enough that I could give half to Mike without feeling at all undernourished. 

And finally, on Friday, I had the chance to hit Halifax with my friend Laurie, who lives for fabric, shoes and Thai food. We started with spring rolls, then dove into great plates of sweet and sour chicken (me) and cashew chicken (Laurie) at Cha Baa Thai restaurant, across from Port of Wines. We debated for a long time, trying to maximize our exposure to spring rolls (you can't get them on the south shore--edible ones, anyway) while feeling that as adults, we really should eat something  healthy as well. While the chicken dishes were yummy, fresh and with lovely sauces, next time we may just have vast numbers of spring rolls--delicate, crisp, filled with fresh cabbage, carrots and a hint of five-spice, and a dipping sauce that perfectly mixes the sour with the sweet. Oh man--I wish I had some right now.

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