Somebody asked me recently which I’d rather give up if forced to, tomatoes or potatoes. Although my reluctance to part with french fries was great, I knew that I couldn’t imagine a life without tomatoes, because pasta sauces and pizzas and all things caprese are much too near and dear to my heart. But one of the very best ways to eat a tomato, which you might agree with if you grew up with an abundance of them fresh out…
Have you ever heard of currywurst? It’s the kind of food that makes you scratch your head a little and wonder why somebody would want to eat something with a name like that. But let me tell you about it and see if you don’t change your mind. One morning on our recent trip to New York City, we bundled up to the max and set out across town to Chelsea Market, braving the icy winds. We blew in the…
When I was a kid, one of the men at church did a children’s lesson using Oreos as the illustration. “These two cookies are like two people,” he said, “And the frosting between is the love that holds them together.” I’m not sure exactly what point he was trying to impress on our eight-year-old minds, but I’ve never forgotten that Oreos mean love. For years I had some friends with whom I would trade packs of Oreos on special occasions,…
Maybe I’ve told you this before. If so, my apologies in advance, but here goes. My roommate and I have a summer tradition we love. After work on a Friday night, we’ll head to Winston Salem and spend an hour at the mega thrift store there. Once we’re shopped out, we make a stop at Trader Joe’s and grab some of our favorites. A baguette Triple cream Brie with mushrooms Green and kalamata olives in herbs Ginger beer Dark chocolate…
When we lived in Honduras, Melissa and I would spend hours perusing cookbooks and drooling over all the recipes we didn’t have the ingredients to make. And with the passing of years, my cookbook addiction turned to something even more interesting, a food memoir addiction. To the best of my understanding, a food memoir is a book which tells snippets of stories from a person’s life, around the theme of food. Memoirs differ from biographies in that they don’t follow…
When I was little my family built a house, and one of the very best features it contained was the pantry. It was capacious and airy, with a countertop to work on, massive drawers which my little brother used to hide in, and best of all, plenty of room for pantry talks. Now, you all probably know that people naturally tend to congregate in the kitchen since it is obviously the best room in the house. But I beg to…
It’s that time again- time to look back at the past year and remember what happened, and to make resolutions and plans for the upcoming year. I love remembering the previous year, and making lists of the good that happened, don’t you? Let me start with the very beginning of 2017… It started with a wonderful New Year’s Eve party with our youth group. It’s tradition for us to always get together and ring in the new year, dressed in…
On a whim, we walked inside, because a place dedicated solely to tacos couldn’t be terrible, right?
I tend to cook in one of two fashions. I come home from work starving, and quickly make something like a fried egg sandwich, or a quesadilla, or a bowl of cereal (gasp)- something that I can have ready in about five minutes because I don’t want to wait any longer. I come home from work almost starving, and decide to cook something proper, because I’m very hungry but can wait longer than five minutes. I then proceed to cook…
Since I am now in my upper-twenties, I decided to take off work like a responsible adult and spend the day cavorting with Rosie, whose birthday is only five days from mine. Necessarily this involved thrift shopping, and eating amazing food, since that’s how we roll. After our somewhat-unsuccessful-but-still-fun thrifting run, we went to downtown Winston Salem for some nourishment. I recently happened upon a taco joint called Crafted, and it was the kind of place I wanted to go…
There are two ways to make friends with someone. You can either go the traditional route of obligatory small talk, which will either lead to deeper conversations and connections, if they’re the right kind of people, or endless talks about football and the weather, if they’re the wrong kind of people. But there’s also an easier way which I prefer, given my feelings about small talk. Chipotle pork tacos. They are the perfect company meal, because they’re hardly any work, and…
Happy Saturday! So, what are you doing with your weekend? I’m going to help my mother attack the painting at the house my parents are remodeling. Also, I’m inordinately excited about the cooler weather predicted, and hope to take advantage of it in a park tomorrow. Picnics float my boat. Many of you all are new here, so I wanted to say welcome to the party. Drop a comment below telling me how you arrived here, and what you’d like…