every bite tells a story, every dish is delish
Posted in In the Kitchen, Let's Cook, Let's Eat, My So-Called Life on Jul 1st, 2008
Lunchtime on the new kitchen bar.
What.
What?
Like I’m the only one trying to build a better Stouffer’s French Bread pizza. Is it just a vain attempt to gourmet-ify and recapture the seemingly weightless bliss of my college snacking days, only to find I created one with more calories? Could I be the only one who [...]
Posted in Let's Eat, Let's Get Away on Jun 15th, 2008
The eagle-eyed and photographically gifted Miz Booshay noted that this citron presse looked like it was served at the Paris tearoom Angelina - and give that girl a croissant, because she knows her cafes. It was.
Mme. Booshay, I thought I was finished posting the Paris trip. I was trying, really - trying to [...]
Posted in Let's Cook, recipes on May 8th, 2008
There were some very good mashed potatoes on a shelf in the fridge, leftovers with nothing to do. For me, a container of fluffy whiteness is a waving red flag - I’ve been fine-tuning “mashed potato cakes” for years, and if there’s even a few spoonfuls around, they’ll soon be scooped and pressed and [...]
Posted in Chicagoland, Let's Eat, Let's Get Away on Apr 16th, 2008
In my last post I talked about turkey wraps, and hot mustard, and what people eat for lunch. Then Jean from Renovation Therapy commented on Stage Deli mustard and her sudden craving for hot dogs, and now I want a hot dog. It’s a regular blogging food chain.
As a native Chicagoan I’d like every [...]
Posted in Let's Bake, Let's Cook, Let's Eat on Apr 15th, 2008
I have a love-hate relationship with lunch. I love going out to lunch, but I hate making lunch. All because I can’t just make whatever and it winds up a whole garnished and plated affair. Greg benefits from this, but insists he’d be happy with whatever. He descends from his second-floor [...]
