Today The Boy and I ventured out of the cottage to Galco’s Old World Market, and it was pure delight. I could have spent hours wandering around looking at all the different sodas. Eventually we had to stop ourselves from picking out anymore, because we had so many in the cart already. Still, we walked away with a pretty good selection, including coffee soda, chocolate soda, and two different kinds of cream soda. The best part was the owner, featured in the video above, who walked around offering friendly suggestions. When I asked him if he had a favorite cream soda, he said “No!” the same way parents do when asked if they have a favorite kid. He then proceeded to walk me up and down the aisles explaining the differences between all the different creams the same way a sommelier might talk about fine wines. It was totally perfect, and thus far our selections have been superb.
Video courtesy of CHOW.com
Hi friends! Back again with three more Pinterest finds. Today we’re looking at three things I’d love to eat. I keep two Pinterest boards for food: one for simple, easy recipes that use household staples, and one for fantasy food, all the recipes I will make when I have endless time and money. As you can see I have a rich fantasy life that involves… bone marrow. Gosh, I get shivers just thinking about bone marrow.
THREE THINGS: TO EAT
1) Apple Hand Pies with Cheddar Crust. WITH. CHEDDAR. CRUST.
1) Brisket and Brie Tacos with Mango Salsa. ‘Cuz we all know I’m a TACO MONSTER.
3) Braised quail tarts with pear and thyme relish. Just so… so many things. Quail. Pear relish. Quail. PEAR RELISH.
When I was an office worker desperate for lunch time, I used to wile away the hours looking at recipes online. If only I’d had pinterest, so much food porn in one place! Check out quick, simple everyday recipes here, and some more elaborate, drool-worthy recipes here. Also be sure to check out the rest of my Pinterest for more daily inspiration!
Seems like somebody has finally gotten the hint about sending me photos of his vacation! Today I’d like to share some pictures The Boy took of a really fantastic meal we had during his stay. The restaurant is called Animal, and boy… does it live up to its name! Here’s what we ate:
Course 1: Pig ear with chili, lime, and a fried egg. Kind of hard to see the pig ear under that beautifully cooked egg, but it actually looked like…. well, like those pig ear treats that you give your dog. And it was darn delicious. Crispy, chewy, and covered in creamy yellow yolk with just the right amount of acid and heat.
I hate lasagna. Seriously, I love ricotta, but not like that. Not all clumpy, and stringy, and tasteless. Blech. But then I saw this and I realized there are others out there like me. Smitten Kitchen’s lasagna just looked so delicate, and yet simultaneously so hearty, it got stuck in my head and starting plaguing me for weeks. And then I signed my first real grown up lease and I thought: it is time to treat yourself.
Warning: this is an all day affair. The original recipe recommends doing this over the course of two days. I’m MAD and I say it’s doable in one, but I wouldn’t do what I did and laze around all morning and finally get started at 1 pm, unless you want to have a very hungry man grumping about asking when dinner will be ready. I know this looks incredibly labor intensive, and it kind of is, but so, so worth it. This lasagna is a real contender for the last meal I want to have on Earth (up there with one perfectly ripe tomato with salt and pepper, a perfectly crisped duck, and coq au vin made by Julia Child herself). It supposedly serves 12-15, but we’ve already eaten half of it between two people in under 24 hours. By the way, this bolognese sauce will shatter your conceptions of what bolognese can be, so feel free to use it for all other kinds of pasta or, you know, just eat it with a spoon.
As if you couldn’t tell by the title of this post, it’s my mom’s birthday! Check out this awesome photo of her; doesn’t she look so cool and foxy in her high-waisted jeans and kelly green polo? I love the sullen “Stop Pointing That Fucking Camera In My Face” look, it’s a look I’ve worn in many a photo and now I know where I get it from.
Ma: Thank you for teaching me to read and never refusing to buy me a book. Thank you for not being afraid to roll your eyes at me whenever I deserved it. Thank you for dancing like a loon, especially when you thought it would embarrass me the most. Thank you for all the cupcakes, they are truly the best in the known universe. Thank you for all the evil vibes you’ve ever sent to the parents of any kid that didn’t invite me to their birthday party. Thank you for telling me when you liked my stories, and thank you for telling me when they started to get boring and overwritten. Thank you for defending me to all the crappy teachers I’ve ever had. Thank you for every Princess Kylie story. Thank you for not being one of those weird parents that cried when their kids left for college, in fact, thank you for doing the happy dance when all four of us were finally gone. Happy birthday Mom, I love you.
In honor of my Mother’s birthday I have a recipe to share! One of my mom’s favorite things on the entire planet is potatoes, and I accidentally came up with the all time best way to eat potatoes in the entire world. Warning: This recipe is not for the faint-of-heart or slow-of-metabolism, unless you just-don’t-give-a-damn. These potatoes are pretty much drowned in butter, but if you’re going to skimp you might as well find another recipe altogether. I haven’t included measurements for the most of the spices since I didn’t bother to measure anything out; seasoning should really be done by taste anyway.
Yet another cold and rainy day in January, my friends. I’m a giant wuss about the cold, and the only way I manage to get through winter at all is hunker down, eat lots of soup, drink lots of tea and dark beer, and buy many, many (too many) pretty winter coats. So I’ve got two perfect recipes for keeping your toes warm on these bleary, dreary days: homemade chicken noodle soup and an updated version of hot buttered rum.
I’m giving throwing you guys two posts today, since I was such a flake last week. I know that the gift-giving frenzy is pretty much over for this season, but these work as excellent presents for any occasion, so no matter.
If you were ever to ask my mom which one of parents I take after the most, she’d probably tell you that I’m my father through and through, that she can barely see any of herself in me. Whether or not that’s true, my Dad and I are certainly kindred spirits in several senses, one of those being our taste in food. We like all things greasy, cheesy, heart-attacky, and above all spicy enough to render a Neti pot useless. Was that gross? Oh well, you got the point. We like it hot. For a long time I got him an assortment of hot sauces for every holiday, be it Christmas, father’s day, his birthday, you name it. But once I started to cook, it seemed way more fun to do it on my own. This year I made pickled carrots, jalapeño-habanero hot sauce, and bacon jam. Continue reading
I’ve been a bad blogger of late. I’m sorry for blowing you guys off last week, but I had some really important things to do like try on Monique Lhuillier wedding dresses (!!), play dress up in The Boy’s mother’s awesome vintage closet, and set fire to steel wool (more on that later). But today I’m back! And I’ve got a hearty winter meal that involves two of my all time favorite things: cheese and beer. Both of these things are incredibly easy to make, don’t be daunted by the list of ingredients! I pulled the whole thing together in under and hour, and I’m an exceptionally slow cook. The soup is loosely adapted from Epicurious, and my darling roommate Paul taught me how to make the kale chips. Enjoy!
This past Saturday, after all familial obligations were fulfilled, nosurefooting and The Purplest House got together for our first collaboration: friendsgiving!
Good gosh it’s getting cold outside! The only solution I can think of for the nippy weather is some delicious, stick-to-your-ribs hibernation fare, hot cider, and a rich, dark winter lager. I came up with this recipe all on my own, and its still a little rough around the edges but the results are magnificent: warm, seasonal flavors and chicken so moist it’s almost obscene. The best part is it will seem impressive to your dining companions, but it’s incredibly easy on the budget. In fact, this would make an excellent substitute for turkey if you’re planning to host a low-key Thanksgiving. Enjoy!