I decided I am going to get some and I am baking some damned Xmas cookies. Where am I and when did I turn into Martha Stewart’s inept cousin from Indiana?
Archive for November, 2009
The recipe is from one of those ancient wire-bound cookbooks in my mom’s collection that is covered in splatters of sauce from holidays past. This stuff has reached legendary status in my mind as part of my mom’s culinary repertoire, the one thing I can never get enough of, and the one thing I [...]
I don’t know what my problem is, but I’m recently obsessed with baking things. The cooking blogs, they don’t help, with their delicious cookies, the chocolates, the gingers, the vanilla beans, the glistening sugars, icings piped along the edges of pastel petit fours. I pass special edition, holiday-themed cookie baking magazines in the [...]
Thanks, Chef. Thanks, Rock Band.
Most substantial blogging is going on at Feministe, or rather, Feministe in Exile, while we figure out the database issues from this autumn’s hack.
The holiday season is coming on, which means many of our weekends are full of parties, some of which Chef has to work. Tonight, a private charity dinner at Kokoro for [...]
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