When I think of ramen, I think of eating one million noodles and then going home to digest in front of the television. What I don’t think of is button-down yuppies drinking beer at 8:30 PM while consuming boiling-hot soup in 90 degree weather. Yet, that is what happens in DC.… Read the rest
I found a can of coconut milk in my cabinet about a year ago. Not the coconut milk that cool young people sip on their way to SoulCycle, but the thick, creamy stuff that vegans bathe in. I wasn’t sure what to do with it for months and months and then it hit me: chickpea and sweet potato curry. … Read the rest
I recently began the Pasta Lifestyle. Exactly what it suggests, if you live the #pastalifestyle you eat a lot of pasta. Linguine, rigatoni, ditalini and everything in between. This is a subset of hedonism, since humans would eat pasta at every meal if they made decisions based purely on pleasure. What is holding you back?… Read the rest
I’ve had a bag of red lentils in my cabinet since I’ve moved in to my new house. I may have even scavenged them from my last place, meaning they could be years old. Do lentils expire? I’m not sure, but I’m committed to using them. There were also a few rogue sweet potatoes in my kitchen.… Read the rest
Tacos, tacos, tacos. Are you happy SEO?
This post is extra-self-promotional because it’s based off a request from my (sole) Patreon supporter. This lovely anonymous person donated to my page and unlocked the reward of picking a recipe for me to make. Their reward also includes me feeding them that recipe, but they didn’t seem interested.… Read the rest
I eat a lot of salsa. When restaurants offer free salsa I just lean my head back and pour the stuff in. Even though I’ve been eating salsa since I was a wee lad, I’ve never made it. You can get a solid bottled version from the super market, plus the salsas from restaurants are so good.… Read the rest
Wasabi is the best thing ever. The burn that runs up your nose, the tingle that continues up into your eyes, the tears that form against your will, flowing down your cheeks in the fit of emotion that comes only from tasting the most delicious flavor in the world. I want to eat wasabi every day, but the only thing that deserves to be anointed by its special spice is sushi.… Read the rest
After a long day dog-walking in the cold and rain, the only thing I want to do when I get home is eat a large hot bowl of anything. Also never move again. Noodle Kugel is basically pasta mixed with a bunch of dairy and also sugar. It’s a traditional Jewish dish which my Presbyterian-raised mother made a few times when I was younger and which I’ve been stuffing into my face upon returning home for the past week.… Read the rest
A year ago I was working as a receptionist and my brain was quickly turning into neon-green goo. I was bored. I realized I needed a project to work on in my spare time so that I wouldn’t resort to, like, exercising. Eating is something I am lucky enough to do multiple times a day, so I decided to write about it.… Read the rest
The other day I went to my first adult party. Not adult in a scandalous way, adult in the way that it started at 7 PM and ended at 11 PM. In attendance were people with gray hair, land-owning individuals, even folks drinking wine! I was clearly the youngest guest but totally showed everyone up by not breaking anything or founding a start-up.… Read the rest