A confession: I've been feeling overwhelmed with blogging. I've been officially been posting on My Burning Kitchen for three years. From what started as a place where I would occasionally post crazy ramblings mostly about food has morphed into an almost real job. I've been feeling burned out and stressed whenever I thought about blogging.... Continue Reading →
San Francisco treats
So my trip to San Francisco last weekend was a blast and, unfortunately, like all my trips, it was way too short and there was way too much eating. But it was a vacation so I absolutely had to enjoy myself while I was in the city surrounded by good food galore.The trip was momentarily... Continue Reading →
Back from San Francisco
I absolutely hate doing these one photo posts but until I have time to write here's a quick rundown of last weekend's San Francisco trip: expensive gas, chocolate factory tour, cupcakes, lots of rain, first time driving in the city and too little time.
Valentine’s Day: A let down, a rejection and a fourth meal
Confession: Valentine's day is not a big holiday on my list. The sentiment is is swell and dandy but I don't go out of my way to make big plans. With Valentine's falling on a Thursday, a big production day for me, my mind is usually set on work and I'm on call for printing... Continue Reading →
Why I would never let Dustin Hoffman make me French toast
Photo above: Look! It's that dish made in Moonstruck/V for Vendetta -- egg in a basket. There are certain movies where something is being made or served that have resonated with me to this day. Sometimes randomly during the day, almost always when I cook or eat. Those movies are "Kramer Vs. Kramer," "Indiana Jones... Continue Reading →
Some frozen prune pudding, perhaps?
I have an affinity for all things old, especially retro: cars, clothes, music and cookbooks.That being said, I was ecstatic to find in my mailbox about a month ago a slim, manila envelop containing four cookbooks. The books were sent from my brother's friend, Kim who found them at a garage sale. Kim felt they... Continue Reading →
What does Mexican wrestling have to do with tacos?
I'm just going to put it out there. Despite the Pepto Bismol-colored walls and the Mexican wrestling theme spewed all over this tiny joint, I loved the place. I loved their loud, obnoxious music. (Where else can you hear the Bloodhound Gang and Garbage pumped through the speakers?) And I adored the yummy tacos.This Mexican... Continue Reading →
Flashbacks: The End
I'm going to put an end to these flashbacks after this post. It must sound like someone droning on about a dream they had last night and you're only half listening. Yeah, you know what I mean. Tea sandwiches onboard the cruise in 2005.Without further ado, here are links to my posts about my cruise... Continue Reading →
Flashback to 2004 – Food Adventures in Japan
In lieu of posting about my current food adventures, I'm continuing this flashback to 2004 and my trip to Japan. That year was the start of the digital camera age. For me at least. I began the annoying habit of snapping photos up of everything and everywhere: the neighbor's dog, plants and lots of food.... Continue Reading →
Flashback to 2002 – Food Adventures in Europe
Berlin in 2002. We're showing the international gangster sign of stupid Americans.I throughly love Anthony Bourdain. What was initially disgust for his bad habits (chain smoking and heavy drinking) has turned to amusement. I've even had dreams of Mr. Bourdain. Specifically of being his Twitter assistant and twittering away his adventures for him because his... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 