Having been a resident of LA’s Westside for a good portion of my life, you could say I was influenced by a healthy dose of Jewish culture. No, really, it was awesome because you could totally walk down the street and think “Hmmm, gefilte or sushi for lunch today?” And stop at places that did [...]
Nothing too in-depth today, just wanted to share a couple of photos.
Yesterday was a pretty good day. We had the boy’s family over for dinner and I made my favorite cioppino with whatever seafood I could scrounge from the supermarket. Which ended up being a pound of frozen mussels (smaller than the kiwis I’m [...]
The boy’s mom caught a summer cold (ugh, aren’t they the worst?) this past week, so it was time to bust out the chicken noodle soup. I went and searched this blog, certain that I’d written it down already for easy access, only to discover that it wasn’t here! Very much an oversight, since it’s [...]
One of the classic ways to use shellfish stock is in a nice, hearty bisque. The subject of which is usually lobster, crab, or any of the “fancier” shellfish. Which is a shame, because shrimp come in many, many forms and some of them are just as tasty as lobster. For example, we are quite [...]
You might have noticed that I go through a lot of shellfish in my day-to-day preparations. In quite a few of the previous posts, I’ve also mentioned that you want to save the shells and/or carcass remnants of consumed critters for stock. I suppose now would be as good a time as any to show [...]
I discovered a nice little backlog of half-finished posts while setting up the computer, so am going to put them up now in lieu of newer stuff. Mostly because my current kitchen still has gaping equipment holes and won’t be suitable for making anything more than small portions of store-bought pasta for another week or [...]
Good ol’ comfort food of the sort that my mom used to make when we were sick. With a few additions, because I have a tendency to overpopulate my soups when the refrigerator needs cleaning out.
Based on… well, just memory, really. Sometimes, you just want to leave the measuring cups behind.
The very first time I encountered cioppino was at a high-end restaurant — the sort of place that was located on the top floor of a very tall building and frequented by people in evening wear headed to the opera — and it had soaring menu prices to match. Despite the dent left in my [...]