What kind of person gets themselves chocolate on Valentine's Day? This person. (Points to self.) And with no fault of my husband who has gotten me heart-shaped boxes of chocolate in the past, I simply hinted that I wanted nothing special for Valentine's Day -- the day where every other person gets a box of... Continue Reading →
My favorite animal is steak*
*Obviously this post is about meat consumption. ---------------- I'm a pretty adventurous eater. And while there are a lot of things I have on my list that would still like to try, there are some things I will not absolutely eat because of bad association with a childhood memory. Like liverwurst. I will not touch... Continue Reading →
Anybody who believes that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach flunked geography
As far as desserts go, I think the award for the most pretentious goes to the Napoleon aka Mille-feuille. First of all, it is impossible to eat without much fuss. Using a fork to take cut off a piece pushes out all the custard filling and destroying any semblance of the neat flaky sheets alternately... Continue Reading →
How I Met My Husband
So it's Valentine's Day and I thought it would be appropriate to share a little story with how I met my husband, Paul. You know, the hedgehog-haired, bespectacled guy I usually write about... my constant companion on many of my food adventures... and often, the person I post photos of here (see above). Ten years... Continue Reading →
Same old slippers, same old rice, same old glimpses of paradise
My favorite dishes are usually one pot meals that have everything in it: some sort of carb, a protein and sometimes a veggie. Fried rice easily falls into that category and whenever I feel homesick for familiar foods, I turn towards that dish. Most recently however, I've been turning towards fried rice's Italian cousin, risotto.... Continue Reading →
Five years from now, you’re the same person except for the people you’ve met and the books you’ve read
Looking back, I'm not surprised that my first (lame) post was about cupcakes. I'm not sure what the next five years will bring, but I'm sure it will involve lots of eating.
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 