Dearest readers, I feel I have to be honest with you. I am one of… those people. One of those people hopelessly obsessed — consumed with burning passion, you might say — for that condiment they call Sriracha. I put it on sandwiches, veggies, mac and cheese — in dips and salsas — on eggs, pasta, burritos, pierogis. Squeeze a little dab on every cracker, to go along with a slice of cheese or some hummus. Mix it with ketchup to create the Greatest Condiment Known to Man. Test out a new recipe that turns out terrible? Nice long squirt
Category: Food
Flatbread Crack
I really like crackers, you guys. I have to get that out there, because I think I might have a problem. I like crackers a lot. An intervention might be called for. I’m a cracker connoisseur from way back, you see. It all started when I was a youngin. Since my first experience with them, I have tirelessly researched the subject, experimenting with my taste buds’ reaction to dozens of varieties. This research has been ongoing for over twenty years, so I feel the title of connoisseur is quite appropriate at this stage. As a connoisseur, I believe it is
It’s Christmas and I Can’t Think of a Better Title
It’s Christmas! So, Merry Christmas or Happy Whatever Else You Celebrate. How are you spending today? I’m probably going to be spending the day pigging out. Aside from family gatherings (which are lovely) and gift-giving (which is fun, if stressful), the best part of Christmas is undoubtedly the food. In my family, Christmas probably beats out Thanksgiving, even, and for basically only one reason: the cheese ball. You’ve got all the tasty staples of Thanksgiving, plus that glorious, spherical wonder that only shows its face at Christmas time. I honestly don’t know the recipe. My entering the kitchen is generally
Poof, You’re a Sandwich!
You can hardly get further from the topic of technology than talking about sandwiches, but hey — even technophiles have to eat. And we tend to like it as simple as we can get it. What is it about sandwiches, anyway? Is it that they’re so easy to make, that even the most inept preparer-of-food can cobble a passable one together? Or the comfort food angle, that a sandwich is the ultimate lounge-around-and-watch-TV food, or something nostalgic from childhood? Is it that you’re in total control, that you choose what goes in there and what doesn’t, and that there’s no