Dear Diary: today my new city's baseball team captured the pennant. Tonight, my city celebrates! GO GIANTS!

While the bars and restaurants and taxis and Muni swelled with waves of orange and black, I made Beef Stew 2.0 with several updates*, served with rye bread, and knocked Roommate Number Three into a food coma. Next round of tweaking will ( Read more... )

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I got online to spend other people's money on kitchenware, and ran into a few problems ( Read more... )

I remember making french toast and liking the results sometime in the past. Either I didn't write down the recipe, or I did and didn't tag it. So it's back to basics! Parentheticals are things I want to try next time ( Read more... )

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Or, what happens when I am out of work four days running: I get creative in the kitchen.

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Today I learned that brussels sprouts fried in olive oil are sweet and delicious. Tomorrow's lunch: brussels sprouts and asparagus with dad's lentil and sausage stew-like soup! Mmmm, food.

I've been sitting on this icon for a while, and I still don't like the text, but I can redo it later. I have a reason to use it!

( Beef Stew, V2.0. Okay, Beef and Vegetable Stew. )

I think I accidentally reinvented the pan-seared chicken breast tonight. If only all my cooking experiments turned out so juicy and delicious! (Hint to future me: set to 5 / exact middle of your lame electric stove, stop poking at it until it's brown. Go chop vegetables or question your roommates' TV choices or something. Then flip it. Yes, it's ( Read more... )

Game night: check. Apparently I can too feed seven, but I need to remember by table really only seats six ( Read more... )