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- The Unbearable Sadness Of Eastern European Soups
There’s something a little Prague Spring about this photograph, isn’t there? This is zurek, a tangy Polish soup smoky with kielbasa. There should be bits of root vegetables bobbing about in the broth, but I’d probably fished them out and eaten them by the time I remembered to take a picture.
It’s a melancholy illustration for […]
- What My Rabbits Have Taught Me About How We Eat
In the nature/nurture debate on palate range, I used to be a staunch proponent of the nurture argument. I’ve always attributed my open, inclusive eating habits to my multicultural upbringing–one that had me munching on Époisses and pig’s ears before I could read. I have approached picky eaters with scorn, and prided myself on converting […]
- And Now For Something Completely Revolting
I try to be unflappable in the kitchen. Generally, it’s only the sight of my own blood that unsteadies me. It’s not much fun to devein still-wiggling shrimp, or watch a decapitated lobster dance the quadrille, but I try not to get sentimental about it.
Still, everyone has their limit. Mine is peeling tongues.
All this hubbub […]
- Economy Meats: Less Economical Than You Think
In the six hours it took me to prepare this dish, I considered several different angles for this post. In the end, none was so eloquent as my boyfriend throwing up at the dinner table. Literally. (I’m not one of those people who misuse the word “literally”.)
What went wrong, Mario Batali?
