Archive for March, 2009

An Oreo Is Still An Oreo

An organic Oreo is still an Oreo.

But a homemade Oreo is not quite an Oreo. It is slightly crumblier but really no more appealing to those of us who don’t like Oreos. Whoops.

And, from Grub Street, bomb shelters: the playgrounds of the young and hip?

Platt: All the chic new joints look like stripped-down bomb shelters. Bomb shelters that sell pork products, that is …

Leventhal: Cheap restaurants are, in a way, New York’s bomb shelters. A little bit of sustenance and a lot of booze.

Platt: It’s true. It’s where we find refuge in these desperate times. Places like Txikito are packed. Momofuku is packed. I mean, that’s the original fine-dining bomb shelter.

Celebrity Wednesday

Padma Lakshmi, newly minted comic, formerly of Top Chef fame, loves her some bacon. (Bacon explosion?)

this marriage ended

this marriage ended

From the Internet: Spring Break Edition

“I get that stand mixers are powerful. I get that they can make dough, whip things, probably even do my taxes if I ask them really nicely. But I’m 24 and not married.”-Ben Miller on hating recipes that call for specialized equipment. As a friend of mine says, “A food processor is great if you’ve got it. If not, PESTLE TIME!”

Smitten gives us a cake treatise. The takeaway: I need to go to the cake supply store. And also test these layer-leveling techniques.

Finally, salt. Let’s talk about salt. I just made Zuni Cafe’s polenta and stewed kale (third time in two weeks, probably) but last time the polenta was juuuust right and this time I did not salt that baby properly. Who knew this could make such a difference? I am going to start making all my boiling water salty like ocean water because adding it afterwards just isn’t as good. Like I need something to make me hypertensive.

Celebrity Wednesday

indefinitely suspended until I finish my thesis in t-16 days. Until then I tell you only that, according to an unnamed and rather unreliable source, JuMex is Ghostface’s favorite drink.

some of y'all's nose hairs is burnt. this will fix it.

some of y'all's nose hairs is burnt. this will fix it.

From the Internet: Double Carbs Edition

Koshary–clearly a borrowing from khichdi, khicheree, whatever you call it–is simultaneously really appealing and sort of barf-inducing. But reminds me of Daddy’s spaghetti rice. More Francis Lam “double carbs” over here. Yes, I realize that my internet crushes on men who write about food are a little out of control. But all I’m going to say is: vada pav, potato burger, be still my heart.

5 rupees, delicious, didn't get me sick once

5 rupees, delicious, didn't get me sick once

Or the spaghetti sandwich from It’s Like This, Cat.

From the Internet

Best Breakfasts in America, from Esquire. Click through to photo 33 and tell me this doesn’t sound good:

Chang also serves his take on an Egg McMuffin: a poached egg that’s been deep-fried, smoky bacon, caramelized onions, and black-pepper butter.

Food map not updated but will be shortly/whenever I finish my thesis/March 28.

From the Internet

Fish in fat, thanks NYT, yum. Also from NYT: Chana punjabi and the featured topic: Mark Bittman.

From Ruhlman: pickled chillies

Seed sales up, via Bitten and USAT. Probably CSA memberships up, too, in cities. Just guessing.

From the Internet

“A Baking Lesson from John Mayer,” via Gourmet. What? John Mayer gives away guitars to people who make ugly cakes?

I’m too hungry to blog anymore so that’s all.