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  • I Deleted A Little of the Past

    So I reached a temporary solution to my space problem which is I started deleting pictures to posts that have no relevance beyond their original amusement factor. Like the time I ate cat food. I don’t think anyone needs to see pictures of me eating cat food anymore. So that should create some temporary space…

  • Deleting The Past

    We’ve reached an inevitable moment here at The Amateur Gourmet. We have 13 months worth of photos, songs and movies stored on that thing we call the interwebnet and now we’ve hit our capacity. Last night I tried to post pictures from a restaurant and my .mac account told me: “YOU GOT NO SPACE LEFT,…

  • Cinema Veritaste: “Timmy’s Valentine’s Day”

    I know millions of readers are curious about how I spent my Valentine’s Day, but surely you’re more curious to know how Timmy spent his Valentine’s Day. Who’s Timmy? Find out in: Timmy’s Valentine’s Day. A short film by yours truly. Hope you got lots of roses and chocolates and things.

  • Hessa Meets Contessa: Meyer Lemon Curd Bars Cockaigne

    First the money shot: Oh, and this: I put those pictures at the top to attract your eye when you load up the page. You can click them and they will be larger. My name is The Amateur Gourmet and I am a food pornographer. But wait. How did we get here? What was our…

  • Operation Freezer

    When I made my Beef Bourguignon video a few months ago (weeks ago?) my mom said: “There was enough there to feed an army!” She was right. Unfortunately, my army left me after I instituted a mandatory manicure policy, and that stew went to waste. Well tonight I encountered a similar situation: I had a…

  • A Brave Sandwich for Brave People

    Today I returned to ‘Wichcraft and ordered something very daring: an anchovy sandwich with poached egg. It’s hard to know how you’re reacting to that photo. Do you think that looks delicious? Repulsive? Somewhere in between? If you are someone who is repulsed, consider the following. Anchovies are salty; salty things are yummy. Pretzels are…

  • Kadjemoula

    Remember when you were kid, there were always these toys that looked amazing on the box—like this rock tumbler I used to pine for at Toys R’ Us (yes, I was the kid who pined for a rock tumbler)–and when you got it home and took it out you thought it would be as easy…

  • Lisa and the Cashew Bars (Introducing the S70)

    So today Lisa came with me to J&R near City Hall to pick out my new camera—a birthday gift from my parents that I was to gift myself because it was easier that way (and nicer, because I got to pick my own camera). Of course, Lisa and I got lost on the subway and…

  • Old Pictures Recovered (In Loving Memory of My S200)

    Exciting news: I got my birthday camera today! Hurrah! Hurrah! But before we celebrate the joys of my new PowerShot S70, let’s take a moment to pay loving tribute to my old, eviscerated Powershot S200. Yes, it was in the final days of my S200 that these pictures were taken. Its final words, as I…

  • Your Breakfast Ritual

    In playwriting class then, today (as referenced in the post below), we were discussing rituals. Our teacher, Martin Epstein, says: “Theater begins when a ritual is broken.” For example, in King Lear, we witness the ritual of a parent dividing up the land for his daughters in exchange for his daughters’ declarations of love. If…