*Foodgasm.* I know… beautiful isn’t it? Spicy, warm, flavourful… and I made it all by myself. OK… that’s a lie. I cheated a *little* bit. What the heck do you want from…
Author: emiglia
Ginger Cookies
“Is this gingerbread?” “No.” “It looks like gingerbread…” “It’s not. It’s a cookie.” “Are you sure?” Yes… I’m sure, Michael. I baked them. They’re not gingerbread. They’re Bon Appetit’s Sugar-Topped Molasses Spice…
Arthur Avenue Market
Drool-worthy, ain’t it? This is the counter of Mike’s Deli, one of several Italian food counters at the now-infamous covered market at Arthur Avenue, in the Bronx. Only a few years ago,…
Mennonite Festival
Living in cities is amazing. Every day, there is the opportunity to see something new. Not everyone takes advantage of these opportunities; I know for a long time I didn’t, but I…
Weird Cauliflower
Ok… so… I died a little bit. That’s not exactly true (although I have caught a lovely flu, which makes me cough like someone with TB and whine every few minutes to…
Road Trip
Nowadays, it seems to be all the rage to eat at roadside diners. Celebrity chef Alton Brown has made the concept into a show, Feasting on Asphalt, and everyone else seems to…
Pasta Primavera nel’Inverno
In the winter? I know… but sometimes I want pasta primavera before the primavera. It’s a little more wintery than usual, with just zucchini and onions and spinach pasta. I tossed all…
Baking
I have heard the oft stated “I can’t bake” too many times to count. I’ll admit I’ve even said it myself… but that is all going to change. A few weeks ago,…
Little Italy
I am still sans camera, so the words in this post are going to have to do. I may come back and edit in some pictures later. Hopefully I’ll have my little…
My House Smells Like Fall.
I told my friend this, and he said, “So what does that smell like? Leaves?” Pumpkin. Cloves. Nutmeg. Cinnamon. I just baked Pumpkin Walnut Muffins, and the second I grated the nutmeg…