In true My Burning Kitchen fashion, I went ahead and mucked up another recipe. Granted, it was a first attempt at an extremely difficult cake. It's the same cake that my mom used to bake for my dad when he would return home from a being overseas for months at a time. My brother and... Continue Reading →
Today’s color is beige
I've poked fun at Paul's dinner plate of color before: beige potatoes, beige fish and corn. As for me I eat with my eyes and vibrant colors stimulate my appetite in anticipation of a tasty meal ahead. Admittedly throughout the years, I've acknowledged and accepted beige into my world, primarily in the realm of stewed... Continue Reading →
I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday…
Seems like upscale hamburger joints are popping up all over the place. Between checking out the different restaurants and grilling them at home -- the options are endless. I try to limit my intake to a burger a week, but even that seems a bit too much beef for me to consume. Rest assured, these... Continue Reading →
Food Faux Pas #3 – Not Labeling Food in the Refrigerator
That isn't creme brulee. It's (cold) beef drippings.
That’s the way the cookie crumbles
There's something about the cold and rain combined with the fall season that makes me want to bake. It's the warmth of the oven and the smell of something baking that always lures me into a project while it is wet outside. It must have been the rain but I wanted to make a batch... Continue Reading →
I love Thanksgiving turkey… It’s the only time that you see natural breasts
Paul and I pride ourselves on not having turkey on Thanksgiving. Unless we have guests over or are guests at someone's house, we usually skip the turkey on Thanksgiving altogether. But we do miss the pomp and circumstance of pulling a turkey out of the oven this time of year and eating endless sandwiches day... Continue Reading →
Eat butter first, eat it last — live till a hundred years be past
I think the true find during our trip to the Reading Terminal Market in Philadelphia a few weeks ago was proof that butter brickle ice cream existed. For the longest time when Paul would wax poetic about that flavor, I would ask if he somehow mistakened the ice cream for say, butter pecan? He would... Continue Reading →
Avoid fruits and nuts. You are what you eat.
Things I learned about Ohio during my last visit. 1) Ohio is the known as "the buckeye state." 2) The buckeye is an actual nut that is slightly poisonous. 3) A buckeye is also delicious peanut butter and chocolate candy. During a day trip to Columbus, I discovered these little gems after gorging myself on... Continue Reading →
Much Adobo About Nothing
It's true what they say when they say that the stomach has a direct connection to the heart because when I start to feel homesick, I cook something familiar. I don't usually post Filipino dishes because most of them are so easy. In addition, families have their own recipes that veer slightly off. A pinch... Continue Reading →
“Master, I shall die if I do not taste a little of this chocolate pie.”
Several months ago Paul complained to me that I make too many desserts. Additionally that he has never eaten as much dessert before as he has since he's been with me. Honestly, I had no reply to this statement, only that I liked cooking and that being in the kitchen is a form of stress-relief... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 