Posts Tagged ‘Comfort Food’
Friday, November 29th, 2013
I never knew the difference between Shepherd’s Pie and Cottage Pie until recently; I found out, Shepherd’s Pie uses lamb and Cottage Pie uses beef.
To my knowledge, both are classic British fare, and decidedly wonderful comfort food. The kind of food that makes you want to pull up a chair to a rustic wooden table in front of a crackling fire in a cozy pub and stay a good long while as you thoroughly enjoy your meal.
It’s also the kind of meal you can easily whip up the day after Thanksgiving using all kinds of fabulous leftovers, and then enjoy at the end of the day after you’ve braved the craziness of Black Friday. (Because anyone heading out into the crowds on that day is certain to need comfort!) (more…)
Wednesday, November 20th, 2013
Recently finding myself with a lone sweet potato in my fridge and hoping for some inspiration, I did a quick search on my site to see what sweet potato recipes I’ve shared with you.
Friends, I am hanging my head in shame. (more…)
Wednesday, November 6th, 2013
Until I made this soup, I have never had Borscht in my life, which is strange because my dad has Russian roots…but what’s even stranger is that I had been craving this soup for a good month before I caved in and made it.
I’ve always been a fan of beets, even as a kid, so Borscht was a natural fit for me. I love how beets stain everything in this soup with their lovely deep red color. No matter what’s in your spoonful, it looks like beets. Of course the beets also stain your cutting board and your hands, but no matter, it doesn’t last long. Wear it like a badge of honor for making this glorious soup. (more…)
Friday, October 25th, 2013
This soup is full of surprises.
For starters, if you’re not crazy about cauliflower (no worries, we can still be friends…I had a bad experience a while back and I went through a cauli-averse phase myself…so I get it), this soup might win you over. The broth is off-the-charts flavorful, and by association the cauliflower is pretty fantastic too.
Another surprise, if you’re a big meat eater, you might not miss meat even a little with this hearty soup. The herbed chickpea dumplings are not only rich in fiber and protein, but they kind-of look like meatballs so your eyes might start to play tricks on you. (more…)
Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013
When autumn rolls around, there are little things more comforting than a flavorful, hearty bowl of soup. This one is thick and rich, but also veggie-laden with olive oil-roasted cauliflower, onion, and garlic as the base. (more…)
Friday, March 8th, 2013
This drink is incredibly rich; if you’ve ever had a European hot chocolate, the thickness of this drink will probably remind you of that. But hot chocolate wasn’t my inspiration…I had sahlab in mind! (more…)
Thursday, March 7th, 2013
It’s funny how one word can conjure up 100 different memories. The word “hash” for me triggers childhood memories of a mess of potato, onion, garlic, and meat. The smell of paprika lingering in the air, the sight of fried eggs with bright yellow yolks adorning the top of what would otherwise be a very bland-colored hash. The sounds of birds chirping outside and the rustle of leaves as the wind blew by.
We’d be out in the country because for some strange reason, hash was only something we ate when camping, never gracing our kitchen or finding its way to our dining table at home. (more…)
Saturday, February 23rd, 2013
Let’s talk Cincinnati for a minute.
I had the pleasure of briefly visiting there once. One of my best friends from law school was from Cincinnati, and as tends to be the case when you’re living about 1,000 miles from home for the first time in your life, she talked about Cincy in general and chili in particular. A lot. (I definitely don’t blame her…I remember talking my fair share about Buffalo wings!)
We were in law school in Florida, and when she found out there was a Skyline Chili location what she considered to be “nearby”, she drove us there to experience the magic that is Cincinnati chili, even though “nearby” meant a one-hour drive each way. She was a fanatic like that, and for good reason. We made the drive, ate our chili, and full and happy, she said with a sigh, It’s even better in Cincinnati. And because I know how “Buffalo” wings taste outside of Buffalo, I didn’t doubt her for a moment. A while after that, I visited her in Cincinnati and got to experience for myself what she had been talking about. (more…)
Saturday, November 24th, 2012
Toward the end of summer I was tomato-obsessed, going to the farmers’ market to buy tomatoes by the half-bushel almost every other week. Since, as I’m sure you can well imagine, it’s not possible for two people to go through all those tomatoes (despite my summer salad obsession), I had a few adventures in canning.
I know, I’m a terrible food blogger for not sharing my canning experiences on the blog, lol. But sometimes I just want to make a dish, eat a meal, or play around in the kitchen without having my camera at the ready, waiting for perfect lighting and thinking about the right angle, composition, etc.
Getting in the kitchen and cooking without a care in the world is relaxing and therapeutic, and I find this to be especially true of things like canning. Preserving fresh produce at the peak of its season ties us simultaneously to local foods, farmers, and simpler times. (more…)
Thursday, August 23rd, 2012
It had to be done. Had to.
Last week I was talking to my friend Alyssa (the blogger behind the fabulous blog Everyday Maven); Ramadan was about to end, and she and I were discussing food. (Because really, during Ramadan sometimes food is the only thing you can think of.) So, anyway, I told her Ramadan was ending in a couple days and she said I should enjoy my favorite foods for a week straight. (See how awesome she is? Truly a girl after my own heart.) She said if she were me, she’d be making mac and cheese.
I had to laugh; she completely read my mind. Not 10 minutes earlier I had texted Mike, asking him to stop at Wegmans to pick up a box of pasta on his way home. I asked him for elbow noodles by name and the stars must have all been aligned because he actually knew what they were (unthinkable, really).
See what I mean? I had to make mac and cheese. (more…)