Comments on: Looking for Mr. Breadboard

By: Karen in Wichita

Karen in Wichita — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 16:40:20 +0000

Carino’s, part II: when we took Mom for her birthday dinner, they served the timballos in Lodge cast iron skillets (yes, we looked under to check), on charred wooden trivets even more weathered than those breadboards. Carl looked at them and said “You need one of those,” and our waiter overhead, picked one up, and placed it atop our stack of to-go boxes. (It was too small, so I threw it back… think they were 8″ skillets, my smallest two(!) are 9″)

Sadly, their bread boards are really boring, or I’d've acquired one for you in the same manner.

By: Susan

Susan — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 14:07:08 +0000

Hi. Found your blog via Slashfood (I’m so making those mini-muffins). But then I kept reading and saw your post on Tellers and I knew where you were. I miss Lawrence…

By: april

april — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 04:05:35 +0000

Ooooh, Tellers. I’m so glad I agreed to eat there again this year for Valentine’s Day. It was yummy and darkened the memory of my daughter puking her pasta on me in Tellers 12 years ago.

By: theresa/t does wool

theresa/t does wool — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 12:36:35 +0000

oh…I would adore this bread board…I need one,too…

By: Renovation Therapy

Renovation Therapy — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 12:32:52 +0000

Umm…bring a BIG handbag? LOL

I’m kidding. Well…my Mom would do that. She’s got sticky fingers.

By: Kim

Kim — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 03:41:55 +0000

Wouldn’t be hard to make. Toughest part would be finding the right piece of wood with the perfect amount of character.

By: Jo

Jo — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 02:17:44 +0000

It’s not as cool as Teller’s breadboards, but when we have the dinner that, in my younger, more hick days, was called ‘snack for supper’ (basically antipasti not followed by anything), I set out the bread (for tearing! cut bread? please.) on a square wooden cutting board. It’s old enough to have a tiny bit of character, unlike the delightful if too-new-for-character bamboo cutting boards I favor otherwise.

I also want a wooden cheese plate. With a glass dome. There is certainly something about wooden serving utensils that feels comfortingly rustic to me. Like I’m doing things how they should be done — like there’s the weight of tradition behind it.

By: Karen in Wichita

Karen in Wichita — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 22:18:55 +0000

No help here. After the kiddo went to Johnny Carino’s, he fell in love with dipping bread, only it involved roasted garlic bits and Italian seasonings. Johnny Carino’s isn’t that anymore, and doesn’t have timballos anymore, so we make do at home. On Corelle.

Well, I *said* I wouldn’t be any help…