It’s funny how a food item can be wonderful one day and crap the next. Tuesday night I made myself a salad: iceberg lettuce, cheese, mandarin oranges, lemon pepper tuna, homemade croutons, and russian dressing. Nirvana in a bowl. On thursday, I made practically the same salad. And wound up throwing most of it away […]
Last night I drove home craving salad. I’d asked my pop to pick up a head of lettuce at the store and I had a jar of homemade russian dressing on the counter. I’m still craving that salad, pop can’t remember more than one thing at a time without a list. Of course, it’s not […]
The Perkiest Man Alive once told me a story about how his grandmother would make a separate pie for each and every member of her family on thanksgiving. When you arrived at her house, there was a table absolutely groaning under the weight of pies, each of them with a name tag beside them. It […]
here’s something that my pop and i will never agree on. real butter. i think it makes a world of difference when cooking. especially when paired with heavy cream. he says it doesn’t. yet he also says that i cook much better than him. it’s the butter and cream, dooflepie! i’ve developed a new interest […]
Product review time, since I haven’t been doing much cooking lately beyond the magical brownies. (My ex thought that they were the best brownies of all time, but they come from a mix. Martha White Chewy Brownies = super easy, super cheap, and damned tasty) Yesterday, the Lokipie and I were grabbing some groceries when […]