(picture from http://vvngirlyhead.blogspot.com) I have an editorial internship at a magazine in NYC for the summer, so I’ll be cooking in my kitchenette here, exploring the exciting world of toaster ovens and hotplates. I will also most definitely be exploring the New York food scene. Last night, my friend Anna introduced me to Empanada Mama in…
Non-Recipe Post
Bob’s Red Mill Scones
1 bowl. 1 spoon. 4 ingredients. Endless variations. Sign. Me. Up. Or so I thought. I’ve had a bag of Bob’s Red Mill Whole Grain Scottish Oatmeal Scone Mix (with currants) on my pantry shelf for a few months now. Since I woke up hungry for breakfast but couldn’t bring myself to eat a bowl…
Knife Skills
I don’t claim to be a knife expert, but I do know when I’m hungry, I want things to be chopped and diced as fast as possible. I made chicken marsala for dinner the other night, and needed to dice up a shallot for the recipe. If you’re looking to cut down on prep time,…
A little bit about me…
When I was in middle school, I won the Halloween costume competition by impersonating Julia Child. I wore a white apron with a rubber chicken and a wooden spoon inside and walked around throwing flour at people and saying “some for the chicken, and some for meee!” as I mimed pouring wine.
A Milestone Day
I feel like my blog learned how to stand up today. I submitted some photos to the Serious Eats photograzing site, and they put up my tuna salad in lettuce cups picture! Check it out hereThe main photograzing page is here, and if you scroll down, you’ll see it.
Restaurant Review: Hungry Mother
On a quiet, unassuming street in Cambridge, giant office buildings hover over tree-lined sidewalks, dotted with dimly lit streetlamps. Hungry Mother plays on the neighborhood’s discordant environment by melding tradition with wacky creativity. Nestled on the corner of a residential row, its glowing sign beckons guests like a siren’s song; only Hungry Mother seduces with…
You can tell a lot about me…
…by my Xmas presents. On Christmas morning, my sister and I did our traditional present sort, in which we go up to the presents “under” our foot-high plastic christmas tree and distribute them to ourselves and parents. We call out the respective name and hand it to them, then we each open a present, going…