Someday perhaps I will remember to add 15 minutes to recipe prep time when I read 1/2 cup brown sugar. It always takes me at least that long to render my brown sugar pliable with various moist towel in the microwave tricks.
Geneva used to have a lithium spring – and the water was bottled and sold all over the place.
I threw away TWO (2) containers of honey mustard dipping sauce from a take out meal today. He would have been appalled. My mother said “oh, fine.”* But here’s the real question — is frugality like that really why there’s so much money in TIAA CREF?
*However, she is resisting letting me give an unopened case of pre-packaged mandarin orange slices (I’ve never seen her open a container!) to the poor. I may have to sneak. I’m gradually emptying the shelves of the upstairs bathroom (stuff which they abandoned in 2006).
My cooked contribution to Easter Dinner at my colleague’s apartment. I bought pre-cleaned artichokes at the market (still had to dig the chokes out myself). They’re stuffed with a mint/parsley/garlic mix and cooked (white wine and lemon in the water. Yum! I’ll be making these for the parents this summer, even if I have to clean the artichokes myself!
I’d go that far.
In service for the Food and Culture in Italy course (being taught by our GustoLab partner, Sonia Massari) we visited Eccelenze Campane, which is kind of hard to describe. The name means Campanian Specialities or Excellences. It’s a foodie paradise for organic, fresh, and local stuff in Campania – a combination of grocery store, restaurant, and production center. We watched people making mozzarella and ricotta di bufala – and then got to eat it. Wow. We watched people making pasta – and some of us ate that for lunch (I had alici fritti, myself – yum, yum). We watched and helped people making pastries – and you see me eating a sfogliatelle with a filling made with fresh ricotta di bufala. It was over the top good, and I finally understand how they get all the flaky layers!
In April of 1985 I stopped drinking Coca Cola. In May, I fled the country.
I went to France with a party of Emory students and stayed until late July, when Classic Coke was reintroduced.
Likewise, I leave in early January for Italy. Perhaps I will never return.
I hate it when I find out that I’ve already eaten the leftovers I’d counted on to help me evade cooking at the end of a busy day!
I grilled up on the balcony tonight – pork chops, brussel sprouts, and some pre-roasted fingerling potatoes. By 7:30 I needed the sweatshirt – but I’m still wearing shorts! Damn it, it’s September!
The only one of those available in my zipcode is Dunkin Donuts, and I’ve never really liked their coffee.
And each parent had blood drawn at 9, then mother had her first post-op check up at 10:45.
Country ham, black eyed peas, turnip greens, corn bread, sweet tea (I’m usually an unsweet man, but a day like this called for sweet). My banana pudding is to the right.
I just changed the gas burner in my grill. I’m marinating some chicken thighs now!
Great article on “The Polarizing Practice of Eating Horses.”