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For many, the very thought of oysters sends them bolting straight to the opposite direction. I found this somewhat true in Taiwan where oyster pancakes, popcorn oysters, and dilled oyster fritters. Seriously, how can you not like oysters? This phenomenon only inflated when I came to Vancouver, yes, sushi capital of North America (sorry, Los… Continue reading ostroconophobia
The typical home cook may not have a sous-vide, smoke gun, nor all those chemo-gastro tricks and bits in their cupboard. But in my experience, refrigerator purgation is a fun enough sport of its own. I have no doubt that by this age, any conscientious cook would be well aware of the amazing efficiency of… Continue reading A Scrappy Panegyric
It's a thin line, really, between oblivion and being on the fence. Neither allows you to adequately make a decision, and neither engages you enough in the consequences of a potential decision, should you make one. So here's a great question: meringue or not meringue? While traditionally in France the tarte au citron is made… Continue reading because pie is irrational
I remember one late night, I was curled up on the couch with a blanket and a mug of fennel tea, just chatting with Kevin. It was one of those moments. Totally out of the blue, did not see it coming, but like I've said before, one of the best. Yes, the context was much… Continue reading Nuts over Butter
"Even shit sounds sexier in french." I totally abide that. No shame either. I don't know if it's the fact that the french language just forces out the sexy voice of whoever speaks it, or is it just the fact that the language is inherently elegant. My point is, it's sad, but most of us will… Continue reading It just creped into my mind
She, in her pastel yellow denim, positioned herself in such a way that the diffused sunlight scattered from the disco ball hung at the window swam surrealistically across her back. Her hair, like Ms. Frizzle's, hid from my line of vision, her profile. I then proceeded to lift, from my cake caddie, the boxed lid,… Continue reading Thunderstruck
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