I love NY
The last time my mom cooked me dinner, I needed a jackhammer to cut through her boneless chicken breast, and I thought dagger-like thyme stems would be stuck in my throat for days. “Sorry,” she said. “But who could be bothered to remove those tiny leaves? You could be at it all day.
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| — | via bon appetit’s wonderful emily fleischaker |
possibly the ultimate blondie
totally stumped as to what to bring to food curated potluck tonight (how do you compete with lobster rolls and liddabit salted caramels) so i decided to just go overboard with butter, sugar, and other so-bad-they’re-good ingredients.
my ultimate blondie:
start with smitten kitchen’s foolproof blondie recipe. then add brown butter. and butterscotch chips. and chocolate chips. and toasted walnuts. and scotch. then more scotch.
amazing.
raw foods and yoga
i’m reasonably worried that i might have a small chia plant growing in my stomach right now. after hanging out with a raw food friend last weekend (who prescribed hemp seed protein, goji berries, and kefir to counteract my indulgent eating habits) and running across this yogi/beauty guru’s site, i am curious about all these super foods. and so, breakfast of chia seeds, almond milk, and berries to counteract dinner of wine, bone marrow, and mortadella pizza. works for me.
just a regular saturday evening. boiled potatoes, cajun-spiced corn on the cob, pimm’s, zapp’s gumbo-flavored chips…and a truckload of crawfish. there was also a fire pit.
What a beauty. Ragoût of Morels with Crème Fraîche, Herbs and Toasted Brioche from Much Depends on Dinner. Hungry.
