So, as bistro week continues (the only real thing I learned about the meaning of “bistro” is that I need to grow a mustache for true authenticity. DONE. And gross.) we’re having steak and potatoes! By the way, bistro week did in fact start on Monday with Aaron’s pasta, and then on Tuesday with soup, […]
What does bistro mean? Because in a coffee-induced hyper episode on Saturday, I deemed this week as BLOG BISTRO WEEK. And then realized I have no idea what that means. And that I was talking to air. But I do know that it’s one of those words that when you say more than thrice, it […]
Husbands. Whatever. I love how I can spend 417 hours a day in the barrels of food obsession, wrestling multiple brain aneurysms trying to dream up the pimpest recipe combinations, researching every last cobwebby corner of the webs and magazine pages until I’m blue in the face for a single speck of inspiration for the […]
PASTAAAA. Has it been a hundred billion 81 years since I’ve eaten pasta? I think it has. No wonder I got sick. And this pasta has ACTUAL REAL LIFE ARROWS on each plate. Like, totes cupid-style. Heeey-oh! Just don’t stab your lover and blame me for the “accident.” I already have too much on my […]
I don’t know how else to say this. But I would almost 100% rather have this meal coursing through my veins than blood. Okay wait, I take that back. I wouldn’t be able to taste it. What I really want is for a single ravioli with a light coating of tomato sauce to sit on […]
What up, Strogs? Strogy. The STROGSTER. Oh, hi! I’m just pretending it’s 1995 and totally legit to use these God-forsaken nicknames on my new most favoritest dish ever in my life. Did you know that “stroganoff” actually means “to eat your face off?” It does! And then in 1965 they shortened it to just “stroganoff […]
I really want to act out the famous scene in Lady and the Tramp with this pasta right now. Except I don’t want to share, so I’d look pretty dumb sucking up strands of linguine into my face with a look of “oh my! how did that happ–?!” with no one on the other side. […]
When was the last time you made a creamy tomato-y vodka-y pasta sauce? If it’s been longer than 3 1/2 hours, it’s been far too long. To be honest, I think the last time I made it was 7 years ago when we were living in a warehouse loft downtown and I was really into […]
The secret is in the lemon. But before you scroll down looking for the beauty shot of the lemon, let me break it to you, it’s not there. You see, I didn’t even think about adding lemon juice when I was making this dish and then all of a sudden as I was about to […]
O. M. G. Guess freaking what? I’m guest posting. Guess freaking when? TODAY. LIKE, RIGHT NOW. Guess freaking how? I dunno, man. She just asked me to and I freaked my face. Guess freaking why? Because she’s my new best friend and I just finished making us friendship bracelets. Guess freaking where? EAT. LIVE. RUN. […]
