Adam Roberts

From the creative team that brought you “The Hours” and the pastry chef who brought you “bread,” comes: THE FLOURS. Enjoy!

Tonight I’m settling all debts, and that includes answering the long-lingering-never-been-answered “Ask The Amateur Gourmet” questions that have been piling up. Well two people asked questions. Two make a pile, right?First up Ross, who asks:1. Tomato- fruit or vegetable?What are categories but empty signifiers that perverts use to organize their porn collections? A tomato is…

When you operate the most important blog on the internet, it’s important to remember that you’re not the Amateur Gourmet.When you’re the Amateur Gourmet, it’s important to remember to respect your fans and those who take the time to write you. Because of this, tonight I’m doing some catching up and–much like David Letterman, but…

They said it couldn’t be done; that an Amateur Gourmet reader could never oust the man himself from his throne. That no one would have the gumption, the tenacity, the digital camera; or the chutzpah to attempt this in the process:And yet along she came. Her name is Tara. This is her story.Martha Stewart is…

It started sweetly enough.Trinh, Andrew and I were going to meet our friend Seth to see “Kill Bill: Vol. 2.”First, though, we decided to grab pizza at Fellini’s.Here’s Andrew and Trinh ordering:And Andrew and Trinh with salads:Again, everything was sweet and peaceful. Then the pizza came:Trinh ate hers with a fork and knife:Andrew ate his…

[This day got better! Roger L. Simon, co-screenwriter of Scenes From A Mall and Enemies a Love Story just linked me on his site too!]

[Now we’re linked on kottke.org!! Could this day GET any better?]

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Reader, are you in for a whacky couple of weeks.Welcome to finals season. This is where I, The Amateur Gourmet, go a little nutty (as if I weren’t nutty enough already) with crazy schedules, weird cravings, and inexplicable forays into the kitchen. Many law students smoke as they suffer their way through finals; I bake.Or…

I’m a certified cheesophobe. I don’t discriminate on matters of race, religion, or creed but I do discriminate when it comes to goat, feta and bleu. They’re all gross. Cheese is gross. I’m a cheesophobe.As the Archie Bunker of cheeses, I am now checking myself into cheese rehab and attempting to forge not only a…