When E and I were in the Dominican Republic last month, we did our fair share of island-inspired cooking. We whipped up shrimp curry a few times, paella with spiny lobster (which you could find down there simply by swimming out a few yards from shore), and pasta with fresh local vegetables. Our favorite dish was a […]
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This is the simplest custom condiment you can make for a sandwich: chili oil.
Yes, it took me two weeks to get this right. But boy was it worth it.
I should have just asked a local before posting that I couldn’t find roti on Union Island. Particularly the local that ran our kite surf center.
You knew I was going there. And deep down, you knew I’d be going there after a bender.
Dinner guests force you to up your kitchen game.
On Sunday nights of my childhood, my mother often made pot roasts.
I have never fried chicken before. My mother fried it on occasion, but I can’t remember a time when she made any for Dad and I after 1994, when she was working nights, and I went on this kick where everything I ate was stir fried.
Sometimes—such as yesterday— E thinks I make him look childish. After my recap of E refusing to eat store bought smoked salmon, in favor of the fresh, pastrami–flavored fish from Russ & Daughters, E told me. “You portray me as a tantrum-having child sometimes.”
E and I were headed to the country this weekend for my extended birthday celebration. I had a summer Friday this week, but E had to work a full day. I knew he would be a Hungry Hungry Hipster (the Brooklyn version of Hungry Hungry Hippo) when he walked into the apartment. But when he […]