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12.24.08Waterloo du patisserie, deuxiemeI know what you're thinking; "That blurry macaron in the foreground looks almost kinda normal! Well done!" Nice and smooth, frilly bottom, filled with chocolaty goodness. Don't be fooled. The reality is the developmentally-disabled, broken, battered thing that's in focus. Yes, that's right: even when it looks as if I've succeeded, I fail. My oven is where macarons come to die. Continue Reading...
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12.24.08Waterloo du patisserie, le premiere part.It's so nice to officially be on vacation, to be able to stay up late, sitting by the twinkly Christmas tree, taking the time to reflect on a day spent puttering in the kitchen with Christmas baking - I cozied up with the KitchenAid, sifted and whipped and piped, sang along to the best version of "Jingle Bells" (Sinatra), and failed utterly to produce a single correctly-formed macaron. God, I love the holidays. Also, on Christmas - which, if you don't know, is tomorrow - I turn 31 AND I discovered several new gray hairs along my part today. Why ...
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11.27.08Thanksgiving ‘08: Claque-Bas Édition SpecialeWe were going to be hosting Thanksgiving at our place this year, and believe me when I say that it would have been a Smackdown of epic proportions that would have taken weeks - nay, months - to properly write up. But then, unbeknownst to us, more people were invited than our apartment can comfortably (or even uncomfortably) hold, and my brain started mis-firing again. Ergo, we are in North Carolina where there are chefs and chefs-in-training bustling about the kitchen and I don't have to do anything but take pictures and write and eat. And eat. And eat. And I? ...
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09.25.08Thursday Night Smackdown: Don’t do this unless you want your house to smell really goodYou are cold-hearted poeple who enjoy reading about failure, so I was going to appease your horrifying bloodlust and go all Thomas Keller on your asses. On my ass. On someone's ass. Whatever, there was going to be food and probably horrifying failure. And ass. Lots and lots of ass. Continue Reading...
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07.11.08Thursday Night Smackdown: Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon?And so, the egg whites have been folded in ANGER!! Once again, it's hot as balls in New York City. Between that and the Tour De France - as I'm sure you all know today is the first mountainous stage, and the Tour chooses its champions where the mountains bear the snows of winter - I didn't want to tackle something overly complicated or arduous. But I did want to do something new, something I'd never made before. I was flipping through Chez Panisse Cooking when it hit me: SOUFFLE! More specifically, crab souffle with leeks and green onions, with a ...
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07.09.08Restaurant Recreations: Le Croque Madame"And so, the first pedal has been turned in ANGER!" It's July. For some people that means summer hours, vacations, weekends at the beach or in the country (at least, for those of us in the northern hemisphere). Around here, July means one thing: le Tour de France. I'm not really sure when or why we started watching the tour; maybe 5 or 6 years ago? You might think it would be mind-numbing to spend 21 straight days watching men ride bicycles for 4 and 5 hours at a stretch, often in a straight line all bunched together like 5-year-olds ...
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05.22.08Thursday Night Smackdown: Everything’s Better With ButterNothing on this plate is not coated in butter. Nothing! Every time I endure a Smackdown that stretches the boundaries either of food or my patience, I have to do a 180 the next week to recover. That's why this week we turned to a chef who, although she has an entire chapter on meat-based aspics, would never ask me to eat pureed, extruded, poached, fried fish: Julia Child. Or, as I like to call her, La Grande Dame du Beurre. Join me on this buttery journey as we begin to Master the Art of French ...
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04.15.08Back to our regularly scheduled amateur food porn: Now with Hollandaise!Coming up at 11: When Asparagus Attacks Some days, work is relatively stress-free and I get home by 5, excited and ready to cook up a storm. The other 364 days a year, I don't. Unless each of my 6 readers starts loading this page 750,000 times a day each, I'll be keeping my day job and looking for more quick but interesting weeknight meals.* Some time ago, I declared the official foodie trend of Spring 2008 to be the poached egg. Today was a lovely spring day - sunny, brisk, daffodils in bloom, Target setting up shop on the ...
...as of late
- You are so not off the hook
- 2008, Over and Out
- Weekend Frig: Yes, I am 12 Years Old
- Waiting for Santa
- Waterloo du patisserie, deuxieme
- Waterloo du patisserie, le premiere part.
- Cheap Ass Monday: Cuddle up with a big bowl of Cheerios
- I didn’t have a single drink, ocifer.
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