Bake with abandon!
I have decided to strike the following phrase from my vocabulary: How hard can it be? It gets me into trouble. For example: Hey, honey, I need a new stove. Why don’t we just knock down a wall and add an eat-in kitchen while we’re …
Looks can be deceiving. Plain old vanilla ice cream? No. Guess again. It’s actually lemon. With some orange thrown in. I based this ice cream on my father’s favourite lemon meringue pie recipe, which calls for condensed milk. With a bowl of oranges threatening to …
Before a certain family member thinks this is a guilt trip, let me state for the record it isn’t. I’m simply stating facts. Fact: My grandiose plans for a communal family garden got kiboshed in early spring when my sister announced her engagement. With a …
To quote Eddie Izzard, “Cake or Death? That’s a pretty easy question. Anyone can answer that.” Well, far be it from me to argue with Mr. Izzard, but there was a point late last week where I would have accused him of posing a trick …
Sometimes simple is best. No gooey sauces. No sugary sprinkles. No toasted flakes of anything. Sometimes all you need is a tiny pinch of salt. Last week, over Watermelon Agua Fresca, Andrew told me that as a child one of his favourite memories was eating …
The word “gifted” can get me all riled up. When used to mean “naturally talented” I have no qualms. In fact, I rather like it when applied as an adjective to child prodigies, musicians, artists, mathematicians, healers and even plumbers. And believe me, plumbing is …
A while ago I solicited recipes for the ultimate chocolate chip cookie. A lot of suggestions rolled in. Conflicting opinions on walnuts, oatmeal and chefs flew through cyberspace. Some people loved Alton Brown’s recipe. Others called it “cakey” and touted the ever-popular David Lebovitz. Thomas …
Ten days left to my sister’s garden wedding and I’m beginning to panic. My mom and I are making the wedding cake, and planned on decorating it with blooms from our gardens. But none of the flowers are paying any attention to their carefully co-ordinated …
Those who know me will be shocked to learn I have joined a gym. Yup. Me. In a gym. I have yet to receive confirmation, but somewhere out there a fat pink pig is soaring high above a frozen section of Hades and giggling. Thanks …