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Making dinner, making special
In preparation of a simple Sunday supper for a friend and I, I was hit quite strongly as to why I’ve become attached to food and cooking these past few years: love. Cooking for others has become the most tangible way for me to tell them that I love and care for them without directly...
Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal: Drunken pasta
If there is one thing in my repertoire that I do as often as cereal, it’s pasta. It’s easy cooking, satisfies carb cravings and is an excellent vehicle for cheese of pretty much any variety. I like red sauce, but I rarely have any in my fridge or pantry. I almost always have aglio e...
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A Tale of Two Loaves: Part II
If February’s project was yeast breads, then March’s turned out to be quick breads. Having just told you that I wanted to avoid oil in my banana bread, I made an about face turn and made a loaf cake whose star player is olive oil. From the famous olive oil gelato at Otto to an...
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A Tale of Two Loaves: Part I
Every time I go into Starbucks, the banana bread tempts me. The moist fruit “bread” on the other side of the looking glass tricks me into thinking she might not be cake. But, for all intents and purposes she is. Made in some industrial kitchen and made to look like all the other slices of...
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San Francisco Cravings Satisfied at Home
Food memories from happy travels are some of the things I carry most fondly in my archives, and San Francisco is certainly a mecca for such food memories. One place that I MUST visit on every trip to that pastel hued hilly city is the Tartine Bakery. Nestled in the heart of the Mission district,...
Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal 4
I admit it. I got sucked into the sacrilege that was Top Chef Masters. I bemoaned the lack of Tom’s presence and (yes, really) missed Padma, but I enjoyed it still. Rick Bayless made it for me, as did Zooey Deschanel’s food restrictions. In honour of Rick, I made his tortilla soup a little while...
Single girl’s brioche
Pain au lait. Poor man’s brioche, or in my case, single girl’s brioche. Less butter not because of the price to my wallet, but because of the price to my hips. My February project was bread baking. First came bagels, and then, pain au lait. Because I eat so many bagels, making my own was...
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