10am and we’re making sushi. attempting, i mean.

10am and we’re making sushi. attempting, i mean.

chris made us each mini chocolate oreo cakes! how thoughtful.

chris made us each mini chocolate oreo cakes! how thoughtful.

first time cooking nilaga all my myself. didn’t burn the kitchen down and it tastes pretty darn close to my pop’s recipe, so i think it’s safe to call this a success.

the pressure cooker didn’t explode either. #goodfoodtakesafuckinglongtimetomake

kumato (brown) tomato salad with chopped basil, parsley, capers, anchovy fillets, garlic, ground black pepper, balsamic vinegar (reduced), olive oil.

kumato (brown) tomato salad with chopped basil, parsley, capers, anchovy fillets, garlic, ground black pepper, balsamic vinegar (reduced), olive oil.

summoning the sweet tooth by helping chris make these @ the mohawk. the boys didn’t know what a double boiler was. they would have burned this chocolate.

summoning the sweet tooth by helping chris make these @ the mohawk. the boys didn’t know what a double boiler was. they would have burned this chocolate.

because we refuse to deal with the cold weather coming. weather schmether.

because we refuse to deal with the cold weather coming. weather schmether.

frying up some beautiful plantains.

frying up some beautiful plantains.

what i plan on cooking with tonight.

what i plan on cooking with tonight.

obsession with making salsas. obsession with tomatoes in general.add mangoes. mango salsa. easy peasy.

obsession with making salsas. obsession with tomatoes in general.
add mangoes. mango salsa. easy peasy.

our cook au vin, french cuisine class. we’re thinking of going back for a different class. it’s perfect for us 2 who’d need a cooking for dummies book otherwise.

what was on tonight’s agenda: cooking pepper steak.

so i’m looking up caldereta recipes, right

and under this particular one, it lists all the ingredients and then under the directions section there are no numbered steps, it simply says “mix it all together.”

well no shit, sherlock. that’s no help.

made some rosemary lime rice to go with my lunch.

made some rosemary lime rice to go with my lunch.

stuck at home, rummaged through the fridge for something to cook… this type of weather called for a lunch of hearty chucks of meat and mushrooms.

stuck at home, rummaged through the fridge for something to cook… this type of weather called for a lunch of hearty chucks of meat and mushrooms.

the scenario: it’s nearly 2am, craving something, but not snack food. at first glance, seems like there’s no food to cook. at this point, you’re thinking you’ll just go to bed and sleep the ‘hunger’ off. but no, forget it. really, you need to eat. (shuffling thru the fridge for something remotely tasty… maybe there’s something?) still some rosemary, garlic and a few pieces of portobello mushrooms left. nice. can i make something out of this…? hmm. (shuffling thru cupboards for something to cook the above with) ah yes, the truffle olive oil i bought last week! and like a fat-ass i added butter to this mix. salt & pepper to taste. and voila. oh, the things you make when you think you have no food. now i’m just thinking wth i’m gonna eat this with…

the scenario: it’s nearly 2am, craving something, but not snack food. at first glance, seems like there’s no food to cook. at this point, you’re thinking you’ll just go to bed and sleep the ‘hunger’ off.

but no, forget it. really, you need to eat.

(shuffling thru the fridge for something remotely tasty… maybe there’s something?)

still some rosemary, garlic and a few pieces of portobello mushrooms left. nice.

can i make something out of this…? hmm.

(shuffling thru cupboards for something to cook the above with)

ah yes, the truffle olive oil i bought last week! and like a fat-ass i added butter to this mix.

salt & pepper to taste. and voila.

oh, the things you make when you think you have no food. now i’m just thinking wth i’m gonna eat this with…

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