Posts Tagged ‘Chicken’

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TND – Eating (& drinking) our way through NOLA

June 29, 2011

When I was in high school my parents and I went on a vacation to Vienna during which it was so cold that every activity was punctuated by a stop in a café for coffee (mit schlag, aber natürlich) and torte and to defrost. The five days I just spent in New Orleans was highly reminiscent of that – substitute heat for cold, air conditioning for radiators and beignets and café au lait for coffee and torte. If we didn’t succeed in eating our way through the city, it certainly wasn’t for lack of trying; and if there were iconic dishes we didn’t sample it was only because there simply were not enough meals in the day. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – The Perfect Food?

June 15, 2011

I firmly believe that sandwiches are the world’s perfect food. You can eat them for any meal of the day. They can be sweet or savory. They can be hand held or served on a plate and require a knife and fork to eat. They can embody the spirit of any culture and cuisine. Plus, by definition they contain a tasty starch. There is no bad in this equation.

The British understand the appeal of sandwiches (and bacon) on such a deep emotional level that students at Leeds University got funding to research and derive a scientific formula for making the perfect bacon buttie. How much do you wish you could have been a part of that research team? Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – I Can be Taught (really)

June 1, 2011

You know what I loathe?  Recipes that call for a ¼ cup of something that only comes in a 16 oz can, or recipes that call for 1 ¼ lb of something that is usually sold in 1 lb increments.  Sometimes I just omit the ingredient, or substitute it, or make just under what the recipe calls for to make up for the ¼ lb of whatever it is that I’m missing.  A lot of the time I’ll just skip over the recipe and find something else to make.  However, sometimes, like tonight, the ¼ cup of coconut milk is important and the recipe is actually worth opening the can and dealing with the remaining coconut milk.  This is when you discover that your freezer is your friend. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – There are worse hobbies

May 24, 2011

It’s possible that my spice collection has gotten a little out of control. Between them the sweet spices (cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, etc.) and the savory spices (cumin, thyme, paprika, and about 40 more) take up nearly an entire shelf in my pantry. It’s gotten to the point where the only spices I don’t have are the ones I don’t know about yet. And actually, as of about 3pm on Sunday afternoon that’s not even really true anymore because I now have a bag of dried fenugreek leaves and while I theoretically know of a lot of things to do with them I’m still a little unclear as to what they are exactly, or what flavor they’re imparting to a dish. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – The Merits of Gloating

March 17, 2011

My parents have become migratory mammals.  In the summer they fly (well, actually they take a car ferry, but semantics) north to the Provence, and in the winter they journey south to the sunny climes of Malta, from whence they like to taunt me with emails about how they’re sitting outside on the quai having coffee in the 70 degree sunshine, and by the way how am I enjoying that snow in Boston. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Oscars 2011

March 1, 2011

Where does the time go? I swear we just did this like a minute ago, and with movies I’d actually seen.

Still, it’s that time of year again.  Time to have firm opinions about winners and losers without any sort of evidence for said opinion.  Time to mock celebrities and their lack of ability to dress themselves mercilessly.  In other words, it’s time for the Oscars.

Since The Social Network and The King’s Speech were leading the pack for nominations, this year’s pot luck food theme was:

Junk Food Fit for Royalty

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TND – Oscars 2011: Dinner Recipes

March 1, 2011

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TND – This is what happens when . . .

February 18, 2011

Other people have these moments too right? Those moments when you crash headlong into the wall that divides your expectations of the world from other people’s expectations of the world? And you’re baffled, because how could other people do this thing differently? I’m not talking about the little things you learn when you live with someone – like they tend to leave cupboard doors open, or will return empty bowls to the fridge – which granted are equally baffling, but you learn to live with them. I’m talking about times when you realize that not everyone’s mother considered knowing how to iron a shirt, or sew on buttons, or rewire a light socket essential life skills to be learned before departing the ancestral home. Because, how can you not know how to iron a shirt? Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – No really, I got it

February 4, 2011

Okay so last week when I said it could always be worse?  That wasn’t an invitation.  I don’t actually need to live out the Russian Jewish folktale.  I’m already on board with the moral of the story, I don’t need it proved to me with another 20+ inches of snow.  Or, as actually transpired 6-10” of snow on Tuesday, followed by more snow overnight and then freezing rain to compact it all and turn it into solid ice on Wednesday.  I had my second snow day of the year and spent it shoveling snow, chipping at ice and then attempting to recover by adding shots of whiskey to my coffee.  On the other hand, my roommate had to go to work, so I guess it – say it with me people – could always have been worse. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – The Third Thing

January 5, 2011

The third thing was totally snow. Not, I’ll point out, snow in Boston (because when Boston got 20” of snow, Logan airport was open again the next day). No, it was snow in London which was much much worse. Through an unfortunate confluence of bad luck (lots of snow in a short period of time), poor planning (not enough de-icer fluid) and incompetence (‘we were prepared for the snow on the runways, but were surprised at how it piled up around the planes’ – which, what? Did you think that snow was selective about where it fell?) Heathrow shut down for something like 5 days just before Christmas. This resulted in an unsurprising, if tedious, amount of chaos. Read the rest of this entry ?