An Economist’s Ode to Scotch
Scotch is a wonderful libation. Scotch also exemplifies how much branding, advertising, and entrenched interests have on what we consume.
Scotch is a wonderful libation. Scotch also exemplifies how much branding, advertising, and entrenched interests have on what we consume.
So we made an aioli with the black garlic and added some sriracha. AND HOLY COW THIS WAS THE BEST AIOLI I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY *LIFE*.
I do not care for, enjoy, or want to ever again go to Cheesecake Factory. The factory part renders the cheesecake part an unavailing ruckus.
Thank God for the internet, where old shows that never got their due like Nadia G’s Bitchin Kitchen live forever.
And now, for something completely different…to toast, or not to toast? And at what price? Let us find out through the magic of YouTube…
As I grew up, I learned the occasional joy of oatmeal as a hot breakfast that sticks to your ribs.
For the sake of not talking politics for a moment, let us indulge ourselves of this social media food outrage du jour.
Ketchup? Mr. Yann is the “no soup for you” guy of the hot dog world. “NO KETCHUP. NO RELISH. NO CHEESE. DON’T ASK.”
That’s the sentence that sent me to a 12-hour Twitter time-out so I could cool my heels and think about all the harm I wished to inflict.
Disclaimer – I am a terrible person who likes to live life on the edge by doing things millions of people did all the time in the past.
I went to plan the family get-together, and I found much to my chagrin that the Klinkes were out of business. Like, out of business entirely.
For this Thanksgiving edition of Wednesday Writs, I bring you a sordid tale of ruthless corporate greed, and espionage, and pie. Yes, pie.
The various non-food items that are necessary to have on hand not only in case of emergency, but also just for day to day living
There’s always one meal I return to: a lamb vindaloo in a random restaurant near our hotel in Christchurch, New Zealand.
It was, quite simply, a definitively Portland experience, the exact sort of thing I had hoped to find upon relocating to the Rose City.
This meal is more than just ingredients, it’s years of handing down recipes orally with each generation teaching the next one to come.
When I think about “the best sandwich I’ve ever had”, my mind always wanders back to that one. That was the best sandwich I’ve ever had.
It was one of those moments where musician and music, setting and atmosphere collide and time stands still.
Every fiber of my being screamed with pleasure when I laid eyes on the syrupy nectar oozing into the many clefts within this exquisitely prepared fish.