July 2008
9 posts
Green Giant
Hasbro must have had future foodies in mind when they churned out the McDonald’s Fries Play-Doh maker because my current obsession with my pasta maker feels like the same school yard bit: put formless dough in, get tubular food item out! Now that I’ve conquered fettuccine, I decided to move onto ravioli and this recipe in Epicurious.com, ravioli di ricotta e asparagi con salsa di...
Toby From the Violet Hour Responds →
If readers are interested in the PROPER formula for 100% authentic Violet Hour Drinks, Toby the owner of the Violet Hour has responded to my post in lthforums. Its back to the drawing board for me!
The Violent Hour
Waking up this morning with unexplained bruises meant that last night’s effort at stay-at-home cocktailing went a little TOO successfully. I haven’t really written about the drinking aspect of my life, but it is safe to say that I would spend my last $11 dollars on drinks at the Violet Hour. If you are in Chicago, get thee to the unmarked door at 1520 N. Damen quickly. If...
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WatchI certainly know what I’ll be doing this Sunday. I plan a trying a brain taco, despite all the hullabaloo about “mad cows disease” and then for a tearful reunion with the flor de calabaza empanada. These empanadas are filled with zucchini flowers, whose earthy flavors and silky texture I haven’t been able to forget. I’m so excited to eat it again! Expect a full report...
I am going to Istanbul in about 12 days and...
Naked Fig
George, the chef at my favorite grocery store August, has just informed a crustfallen me that the fig season was going to be over until MID-AUGUST. While my dear friend did manage to procure some at Whole Foods, they just were not the same. Here’s a memory of happier days:
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4 and 20 Blackbird
If more potheads were foodies or vice versa, then that old English rhyme may sound much more mouthwatering. In another birthday recap post here, I document my dearly generous friends’ efforts to reward my constant name-dropping of Paul Kahan’s restaurant.
We had a funny back and forth with our waiter/sommelier all evening, but he did pick a stellar pinot noir for both the meat and...
Viva la Pasta
I’ll skip the perfunctory apologies about not blogging earlier and reward any readers with a shiny new toy:
My friend, who knows me better than my mother, bought me this gorgeous contraption for my birthday. All that glittering steel made me crave fresh home made pasta because after all, if Nikki Cascone could make it, how hard could it be?
As it turns out, fresh pasta is pretty...
