What is it about cravings? They show up out of nowhere, and are always for the strangest things. I read an article about cravings several years ago, about what they mean. If…
Author: emiglia
A Tale of Two Chilis
I love chili. I really, really do. I like soup OK, and I love stew, but I’m too lazy to make it. No, when it comes to warm the spirit big old…
Blueberry Hill Cupcakes
As promised… the cupcakes. I made two dozen, but after my friends came over last night, I think I have about six left. These are that good. I got the recipe from…
Peabody’s Peach Pecan Muffins
After the success of the Blueberry Hill Cupcakes this weekend (pictures coming soon to a blog near you), I decided this morning that I wanted to bake something else. Something with strawberries…
Berry Bouquet
OK… I know I shouldn’t have fallen victim to a trap like this, but I had to. I know, I know… it would have been so much cheaper to just buy berries…
Pastis
Pastis is a common drink here in France, especially in the South (it originates in Marseilles). It tastes strongly of anise (although not quite as smackyouintheface liquorice-y as Sambuca.) As you can…
SHF #35: Mascarpone Figs
This is my first Sugar-High Friday, and I guess I cheated a little bit. You see… I’m not really too into dessert. I’ll pretty much always go for a cheese course over…
Amstel on the Amstel
To continue our tour of the world’s beer, we shall discuss Amstel. On the Amstel. Yes, I said it. I drank Amstel beer sitting only feet away from the Amstel river in…
Figs
This summer, I saw wild fruit growing for the first time ever (city kid here, people. New York, born and raised.) The only fruit I had ever seen growing were the sad…
The King of Beer
I know that title is going to get me into trouble with someone. But isn’t it so appropriate for the picture? And in my mind, it’s at least quasi-true… except maybe for…