From the kitchen of a semi-vegetarian with a serious sweet tooth
When I was deciding where to go to grad school, I found that the advice I received fell into two different camps: some people urged me to consider the location and general atmosphere of the university, while others insisted that I should only pay attention to the reputation of the program and what it had to offer academically. Ultimately, since I’m not the kind of person who can happily exist in a ...
This chipotle-peach chicken salad is the first thing I’ve made in the kitchen in two weeks, and I’m not even sure it counts, given how many shortcuts I took. I used rotisserie chicken that I had shredded and frozen weeks ago. Too lazy overheated to turn on the oven, I bought pecans that had already been roasted. ...
This will come as a surprise to, well, approximately no one, but wow - wedding planning sure involves a lot of work! Things are slowly starting to move along, but I feel like my approach leaves a lot to be desired in the way of logic and order. ...
I’ve spent the past week or so visiting family, and one thing this trip has done—in addition to providing plenty of laughs and an abundance of old stories—is reaffirmed how much I enjoy cooking for loved ones. This is something I don’t get to do very often, since my family, the fiancé, and I all currently live in different states. ...
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and Constellation Brands. All opinions are mine alone. The following content is intended for readers who are 21 or older. #CervezaCelebration #CollectiveBias Despite growing up in California, where I’ve found that Cinco de Mayo celebrations are, on the whole, a bit more common and a bit rowdier than in the Midwest, my all-time ...
My grandma has long practiced what we call “cookie diplomacy.” She keeps a regular supply of home-baked cookies on hand so that she can gift them to her hairstylist, her doctor, her butcher, etc.* While I have yet to reach a first-name basis with anyone at the grocery store, I do share with my grandma a firm belief in the power of cookies to say “thank you.” ...
A few weeks ago, after passing his defense and going from Mr. Cake Pants to Dr. Cake Pants, the fiancé moved to California to start a new job. One of the biggest changes for both of us (in terms of practical matters, anyway) has been making the transition to meal planning and cooking for one. Since I’m finding myself busier than ever, I’m not terribly keen on the idea of making partial recipes and ...
In elementary school, I learned that leprechauns are mischievous and elusive beings. Tasked with devising a leprechaun trap, however, I was unable to come up with anything more elaborate than a shoebox with some (chocolate) gold coins inside—in retrospect, this probably should have been an early indication that I was not cut out to be an engineer, which is what most of my family members are! Not ...
Have you ever realized that you like a particular food in one form but not in another? For instance, I eat oranges all the time but I don’t care much for orange juice; I find grapes perfectly pleasant but I generally avoid raisins (there are only two recipes on this site that involve raisins, and one of them calls for them in chocolate-covered form); and for years, I adored pickles but couldn’t ...
Over the last few months, I’ve realized that food is my love language. If I want to show my affection or support for someone—a friend, a family member, Dr. Cake Pants, Phoebe, etc.—I turn to food. So naturally, with the most love-centric holiday on the horizon, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to create a special dessert: chocolate snack cake with strawberry frosting! ...
