Over the weekend I baked a large carrot cake for my friend’s birthday. It was served at a party with lots of our friends, and our friends are nice people, so they congratulated me on how delicious and beautiful the cake was. My outward response was, “Thanks!” but inside I thought, “Well I guess they …
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finding solace in steam.
The lone wolf days of winter are officially here. Cue desolate wailing. Actually, I don’t mind the cold temperatures. It inspires a change in rhythm, a natural contraction after the languid, loose feeling of summer: the city gets quieter, the snow muffles all sounds (never mind the two scarves and toque and parka hood covering …
self-actualization and bread.
We live in an old, creaky apartment with cracks that crawl up the walls, lumpy hardwood floors, and crooked charm. The harbinger of winter is the sound of the radiators coming on, first with slow grumbling and hisses, building up to rattling like a tin kettle boiling over. Occasionally it sounds like a troll is …
Hey baba
Continuing our gastronomic trip through the world, this time with a staple of Levantine cuisine: baba ghanoush. A simple blend of components to produce satisfying and rich comfort: a handful of grilled eggplant, a blob of mayonnaise, a swirl of olive oil, some squirts of lemon juice, and a very liberal application of salt. Perhaps …