No, not THAT guy... I mean everything BUT that guy! I'm sad to report that one of my favorite restaurants has closed as of Monday, March 3. Famous Murphy's -- recently known simply as Murphy's -- was a "Cheers"-like establishment (i.e. nice restaurant upstairs, smoky bar downstairs) in Reno, Nevada. Everything I ate at Famous... Continue Reading →
Screw you, Archimedes
They can put a man on the moon......but they can't figure out how to make a leak-proof lid to a creamer bottle!I like International Delight's fat-free, vanilla-flavored, non-dairy coffee creamer. So much so that sometimes I just buy a quart and start chugging (you should see the faces on the people at the gym when... Continue Reading →
I quit
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 →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 