Okay, let's just start this post with the fact that yes, I drink a lot. Anyone who knows me knows. However, I am not referring to the bottle of red my ex-sister-in-law and I used to down while cooking Thanksgiving dinner. I mean actually using the alcohol in the cooking process. But yes, you can … Continue reading Cooking with Alcohol
Es otoño en Chicago. Me gusta el otoño. El clima es muy bueno y la comida es más buena. Me gusta cocinar en el otoño. Okay, that is about the extent of my ability to discuss this topic in Spanish. Also, I'm not sure how many Spanish speaking readers I have, though I hope someday … Continue reading Es Otoño
Somewhere my mother has a picture, I am sure, of my sister and I standing on chairs in the kitchen so we could reach the stove. However, I didn't really learn to cook until well into adulthood. I can remember an awful meal I made for my mother right after I moved into my first … Continue reading How I Came to Love (and some would say be decent at) Cooking
Today a very strange thing happened. My husband asked me what I was thinking for dinner. This was late in the afternoon. I replied I hadn't even thought about it. He checked my temperature. I realized I had not even planned anything for this week. Other than taking my sourdough starter out to reactivate it … Continue reading I didn’t have a dinner plan
