This is not an instrument of torture. On the contrary, it actually saves me quite a lot of pain and suffering during holiday baking seasons when I decide to make my famous-in-my-own-head French Apple Pie/Tarts. I don’t make them every year, but perhaps now that I’ve started this blog, I’ll... Read More
Apparently, today was National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Day. So in honor of the great Grilled Cheesus, I will finish up this post that I’ve left sitting in limbo for nearly a month. Hey, sometimes procrastination pays off! I grew up in a cheese-less home. Oh, come on, it’s not that... Read More
Shake and I once had a memorable and absolutely lovely dinner at Azure restaurant at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel. We’ve eaten there a few times, and always enjoy it, but on this visit, Chef Jon Matsubara (who is totally awesome and ultra creative) served a Tomato Water Consommé in place... Read More
We don’t generally have beer in our house. I’m not a big fan (in fact, I downright can’t stand it…though I do loves me a good framboise!) and Shake’s kind of picky about his beers. Plus, a six-pack of beer takes up so much room in the fridge, a place... Read More
Last week, on St. Patrick’s Day, we had green food for dinner. It had booze in it. But it wasn’t Irish. Nope, for the great green holiday, we went Mexican. For breakfast, we had “Mexican eggs”—scrambled eggs topped with a Mexican four-cheese blend and tomatoes. Oh, there were potatoes on... Read More
This weekend, I made chicken pot pies for a dinner with friends. I’d made this recipe only once before, and now I was going to be making it for three times as many people in someone else’s kitchen, so I was a bit nervous about the whole thing. (That’s a... Read More
Fiddling about online on Leap Day, I came across a Slate article by Troy Patterson on a cocktail specifically contrived for Leap Day nearly a century ago. It’s called, of course, The Leap Year Cocktail, and is attributed to Harry Craddock of London’s Savoy Hotel in 1928. Patterson had this... Read More
Breakfast is awesome. Too bad it happens so early in the day. Sugar + Shake rarely eat breakfast at proper breakfast time. It’s either technically breakfast because it’s the first meal of the day, but eaten at lunchtime—Does that make it Elevensies? Actually, it’s more like Onesies or Twosies…—or it’s... Read More