Wed Feb 20, 2008
Every time I go to the farmer’s market, the butcher or the market to collect ingredients for a meal, I’m reminded how fortunate I am. Not only do I have access to some of the freshest locally grown produce year-round, and high-quality, humanely raised meats (see yesterday’s blog post) but I have the luxury of being choosey about what I buy. Unfortunately, millions and millions of Americans do not have this luxury. America’s Second Harvest is an incredible organization that works day in and day out to provide meals to families in need in all 50 states, the District of Columbia and Puerto Rico. This month Italian pasta maker, Barilla, is promising to donate $1 for every volume of their Celebrity Italian Table Cookbook that’s downloaded during the month of February. The free cookbook is the work of culinary impresario Mario Batali and a handful of Hollywood celebs, including Stanley Tucci and Natalie Portman, and has some really interesting recipes. I can’t wait to try the Sicilian Chickpea Fritters and the Farfalle with Pancetta, Rucola and Truffle Paste. There are only nine days left in the month, so pass this on, and help put food in the bellies of those who need it most.
Tue Feb 19, 2008
Warning: The contents of this post, though about food, will likely make you lose your appetite.
Nearly 143 million pounds of raw and frozen beef were recalled from the nation’s food supply yesterday—meat served in school cafeterias and fast food chains—after the Humane Society released a video showing the inhumane treatment of cows destined for slaughter. I first heard the story on NPR, while crunching my homemade granola at breakfast. Needless to say, as the story progressed I ceased chewing. Even as the granola turned to mush in my mouth I couldn’t continue. Eating seemed inappropriate.
Sun Feb 17, 2008
Valrhona Suave au chocolat et aux pommes
I have long counted myself among the Valentine’s Day-haters, a scowling anti-cupid. And my hate was the self-righteous kind, the disdain of the enlightened, of someone who didn’t buy into a holiday concocted to sell more greeting cards and chocolate—something like a Valentine’s vegan. But then I fell deeply in love. And suddenly, like someone who had deprived themselves of bacon and butter too long, I fell off the deep end.
Fri Feb 15, 2008
You hate me, I know. You’ve just figured out that Red Burgundy means Pinot Noir and white means Chardonnay and here I am throwing a French wine at you with a name longer than a Spanish surname. If you’re like me, you find wine names like the one above intimidating and, frankly, annoying. What’s in the bottle and is it any good? That’s what I want to know.
Tue Feb 12, 2008
Corny-flower. Slowly pedaling toward 60, my father still won’t eat cauliflower. He calls it names and turns his nose and vehemently refuses to eat it. He hates it with a passion usually reserved for Brussels sprouts and broccoli and, not surprisingly, there’s a reason. Cauliflower is a cruciferous vegetable, a member of the cabbage family, actually, and when overcooked it emits the same sulfur compounds. You wouldn’t lick a wet dog or munch on a spent match, would you? So why would you eat vegetables that make your nose hairs curl? Continue reading
Sat Feb 9, 2008
30 wishes — Blowing out my candles.
They say 30 is the new 20. If that’s true, then last Monday was my second twentieth birthday. Fortunately, it was much better than the first one — the wine was much better (and I could drink it legally this time) and the angst of being on the cusp of everything was gone. My twenties were vague and poetic, full of adventure and discovery, bizarre jobs, cross-country moves, slowly learning how to convert life’s sugar and spice into prose. My thirties are poised to whip my becoming into being.
SpicySaltySweet reflects those life changes. Continue reading