food
where’s all the good stuff at?
I spent a considerable amount of years working summers at a country club to put myself through college. That meant I was constantly surrounded by the typical catering hall fare. Racks upon racks of icky, mushy prime rib which I swear is not made from the same cut or even the same animal as... »
mastering the master
So I got Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child for Christmas. It’s 684 pages, not counting all the index pages in the back which are numbered with Roman numerals that I can’t decipher because I went to public school. This tome weighs a good ten pounds and though I far outweigh... »
…tis the season
Christmas is upon us. I know this because my friend Donna is on her annual pre-Christmas pilgrimage to Arthur Avenue in the Bronx today to buy all the delicacies necessary for her family’s Christmas Eve dinner. You can buy just about anything there. Lamb, goat, rabbit, fresh baked Olive or Prociutto Bread, imported Columbian... »
of sex and comfort food
Judging by the title, you might think I’m suggesting you eat hot, creamy baked macaroni and cheese off your lover’s naked body. No, that’s not what I had in mind, but now that you mention it, it’s not a bad idea. I am talking about indulging. True life example. My friend told me about the new... »
sauced cranberries
I’ve told you all already I was a foodie. I really can’t avoid it given the friends I associate with and how we all love to cook–and eat–so very much. Here’s an example… my good friend Donna is married to an executive chef, which means he is working almost every night of the week... »
Pumpkin, anyone?
As my friend is elbow deep in a pumpkin carving it for Halloween, we started to discuss the possibility of it being sexy. It does have lots of texture. And you really have to dedicate yourself to the act of gutting it. I promised her I would check the eat something sexy website to... »