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Home sweet home - where my mother's banana bread, bedside tales, and tender prayers dwell - I have decided, will not cease to exist because I moved 4,275 km from where I've spent the past ten years of my life. Just as Matthew 18:20 says: "Where two or three gather in my name, there am I with… Continue reading Two Baos in a Steamer
I know I've been pretty low-key for what, two months now? And originally, back at the end of school and prelude to July I did plan to do some heavy-duty blogging, cooking, and photographing. The latter twosome I did, somewhat, fulfill. As for the former...well, I do apologize and I do intend to make up for… Continue reading Creme de la Creme
Recently I've been noticing the simmering of a modern phenomenon, one that bubbles up against convention, and one that, truthfully spoken, makes me quite simultaneously pleased and bereaved. This new truth of the era cries out "good cooks are not the pudgy ones you'd imagine". Yes, sure, with the dawn of refined sugar and mass… Continue reading Tierce de Picanterie
It's officially half a year since Christmas, and there is absolutely no sign of me missing glazed ham, pumpkin pie, nor cider. I mean, at the time, in the holiday spirit I did enjoy these things, but darling summer, who's crept up on me as if playing hide and seek here in the Valley, has… Continue reading RAWRrrr
Whether it's the strokes of color representing specific flavours that streak across my mind when I "see" certain flavour combinations or something as straight forward as smelling the steam wafting lazily up from a finished dish, I think, flavour has to do with instinct and chemistry. Like people, food has its own invisible forces of abstract attraction… Continue reading Some Sage Advice
Whenever I think of comfort food, I can never wander far from bread. Just think peanut butter banana sandwiches (actually just any classic sandwich!), grilled cheese, and stuffing...oh, then french toast, croutons on clam chowder, garlic bread - the list goes on. There's just something relieving about sinking one's teeth (maybe first past a toasted golden… Continue reading Still a Wonder
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