There has been a cake staring me in the eye for months at Starbucks. Since Lauren, Trinh, Andrew and I have basically moved in there—“Do you guys lived here,” asked one Starbucks employee–in our studying for the bar, I decided today to attempt the cake during my 4 pm lull.”I’m in a lull,” I told…
Ok here’s the deal, it’s 12:10 am and I am exhausted and I really really want to go to bed. But I want you to have something to read tomorrow. Aren’t I generous?So I have avowed to blog for only 15 minutes. There are pictures, cakes, and curries involved so I better hurry. Clock stops…
My dad taught me many things in my youth. He taught me that the shortest distance between any two points is a straight line. He taught me that “abre la boca” means “open your mouth” in Spanish. (My dad’s a dentist). He taught me never to flash money on the subway, never to flash mother…
Remember how I told you yesterday that using all cream in your mix instead of a milk/cream combo would make the ice cream stay soft in your fridge?Apparently I was wrong:My glorious peach ice cream is now more like peach-pit ice cream because it’s hard. Like a pit.Here’s my theory: the juices from the cooked…
This is the grossest picture I have posted by far in the history of this website:Keep in mind that I have posted pictures of fermenting starter, me eating cat food, and–to quote John Kessler’s piece–“a pile of grody napkins at Fat Matt’s.” But this takes the cake.This photograph is decidedly unappetizing. I look at it…
I have decided that you should buy an ice cream maker.Here are my reasons:1) It’s not terribly expensive. It will run you about $50 for the Cuisinard brand that I bought. Maybe $50 is out of your price range, but think about it this way: how much do you spend on ice cream already? And…
Regardless of your gourmet clout–whether you’re Thomas Kellar or Suzy Homemaker–we all go to the market. Some of us go to farmer’s markets while others (the majority) frequent corporate groceries. There are organic markets (Whole Foods) ethnic markets (Chinese, Indian, and Jewish groceries) and designer markets (Dean & Deluca). Me? I shop at Best Buy…
My apologies but I have nothing to offer you this evening. I was at “Screen on the Green” where they played “The Sound of Music” in Piedmont Park. May I recommend that you check out Food Porn Watch for a list of the most recently updated food blogs? Now on to more pressing matters like…
Inspiration strikes in the most unlikely of places. Tonight it struck while reviewing Constitutional Law in my BarBri book. As you can see, I was quite motivated:And when the image came to me I shouted “Eureka!””Yes,” cried Eureka from her room.”Oh,” I said, “nevermind.”Never shout Eureka when your maid’s name is Eureka.In any case, I…