Sexy Pasta People

There’s something intimate about cooking with someone else. Anthony Bourdain even talks about it in the professional kitchen, among colleagues, in ‘Kitchen Confidential‘. I highly recommend it for foodies who think they maybe want to cook professionally. It convinced me I didn’t. But it also illustrated the strange and rough bonds that are forged in…

Why Buying Local Matters

Buying local has become a sort of buzzword for healthy food, but in a world where nearly everything is available, why does it matter? The whole theory of conscious eating is not only being present to flavor and texture, but also being aware of where your food comes from, and the wider effects of your…

Interview With A Barista

All good and decent people love coffee. There’s something about the atmosphere of a coffee shop that makes you feel like you’re being productive while sipping scalding black jet fuel in front of your ancient laptop. It can also wear a bit on the wallet. So I’ve spent a little time with a young barista,…

Buy a Rice Cooker and A Crock Pot In Your 20s

First of all, I’m not sponsored. I’ve been a broke student. College is expensive. Books are crazy. You can hardly go to university now without a decent computer, and employment can be hard to find. Financial aid is great, but most of you have to take out loans, and having to carry them into the…

10 Minute Whiskey Lime Shrimp Scampi

Quick, easy, late food. I just wanted to eat. I got a bag of frozen, peeled, deveined shrimp without tails on sale a few days ago, and I wanted something tasty to do with it. There’s whiskey, half a lime, and some spices. Let’s eat. You can thaw it, if you’re a planner. It doesn’t…

Midnight Snacks

Admit it. You could have a bite. Just a little something, when you rise from your bed in the shadowy hours, with the moon spilling silver in a square on the floor. You’ve probably got something sweet hidden somewhere, full of sugary crunch or shattering pastry flakes. Friend, I am with you. Those things are…

Croissant Philosophy

Beautiful, aren’t they? These are settled together on a saucer — they’re small, maybe three or four bites. Light, crisp, ephemeral little tastes of pleasure. They won’t last. Partially because I’m certain they’ll be eaten before morning, but also because their perfection begins to fade as soon as they are finished. They’ll be alright tomorrow…