Archive for May, 2009
I ♥ NY (strip)

On the way to meet the family for lunch one weekend, Jason asked what I loved most about cooking. It’s simple. I love to make a mess. I love prep. Chopping, cutting, mashing, processing. If I could get paid to chop herbs all day, I’d be in heaven.
And for the record: I hate cleaning up with the fire of a hundred thousand suns.
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Brought to you by the letter “K”

Back in my single days, I attended a large bible study class at a local mega-church. We met twice a week – once for business and once for play. Most of our play revolved around eating. Actually, I think all of our play revolved around eating.

Once, we threw a large themed potluck with the assignment: Bring a dish that starts with the first letter of your last name. Damn. Could Mom and Dad have made this any more difficult on me? I could only think of two items that started with “K.” Ketchup and Kebabs. Since I didn’t think I could get away with bringing a bottle of Heinz, I settled on Kebabs ![]()
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My Mother’s Daughter

My Mother’s Day dilemma: Tres Leches Cake or Frozen Strawberry Margarita Pie? Which dessert should compliment the Tex-Mex feast? So I posed the question in email to the guest of honor:
The cake sounds really good but anything with Margarita in the name has to be really good!!
And I could not agree more ![]()
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