Tie-Dyed Christmas Cookies and Coquito
Are you really going to tell me that you don’t want melt in your mouth sugar cookies and cinnamon, coconut, and rum to wash it down with, right this very moment? Because I don’t believe you.
Are you really going to tell me that you don’t want melt in your mouth sugar cookies and cinnamon, coconut, and rum to wash it down with, right this very moment? Because I don’t believe you.
Every bite comes with sweet chunks of baked apple and cheddar that makes its presence known without overwhelm. These deserve to be a gay classic, like oversized flannel and journaling your feelings.
Three perfect layers: A toasted graham cracker crust, a warm unbelievably chocolate-y brownie, and melted caramelized marshmallow just this edge of dripping down the sides. How else should you spend the last week of summer?
You can easily whip up this shrimp ceviche while getting ready for the beach, and by the time you’re all set up on the shore, it’ll be cured and ready to eat.
Crusty bread lightly buttered at its golden edges, saucy black beans seasoned in such a way you will dream about them long after they are gone, cheese to the brim, fresh vegetable salsa, and rich wedges of avocado delicately piled on top. These sandwiches are not about hangovers, they are about friendship.
The best thing I can say is to cut right to the chase: this cobbler is messy, juicy, syrupy summer fruit nestled in a cloud-like topping that’s somewhere between a buttery pancake and a just sweet enough biscuit. You want it.
It’s a beautiful, rushed meeting of those nostalgic blue Kraft boxes from after school specials and the trendy adult cacio e pepes that have overtaken the menus of fancy Italian restaurants everywhere.
An hour. That’s all the time that stands between you and a fudgey, chocolatey, cake that’s just this side of a brownie and a strawberry frosting that tastes like summer itself was bottled into a Barbie pink tube.
In my opinion there’s no better home for springtime asparagus than nestled between a bed of cheese and butter. That’s my selling point. My strongest argument.
We’ve got cookies, gravy, cake, pasta, sausage balls and two separate and very different alcoholic beverages.
Whether you’re observing Lent right now or you’re just a fan of the Filet-O-Fish, you can make this sandwich at home.
The one thing I have managed to commit to over quarantine is perfecting the best possible breakfast sandwich, from the ideal ingredients to cooking and assembly; I am here to share the fruits of my labor.
When I went to college at Oberlin, where my parents met, I found out that my mom had not only been in the MOST hippie-dippie of co-ops, which was appropriately vegan, but was the head tofu maker there too. So I began to learn what she loves about tofu.
It’s not like traditional chicken pot pie filing is knocking anyone’s socks off, so Sarah and I decided to try out chicken korma pot pies with a turmeric crust. She gave them her highest food rating — “f*cked up” — so I’m sharing the recipe with you.
Then in bold, at the top was one item called Spaghetti With That Meat Sauce So Delicious.
Imagine the voice of the Great British Baking Show narrator saying, “Blackberries and miso with browned butter make Kamala’s stress-relief blondie into an afternoon delight.”
When I finally got the waffle maker from my mom that I’d been waiting for, and my friend Vinh;Paul was gifted an air fryer from his mom, we knew the only way to honor these new kitchen gadgets was to make our own version of fried chicken and waffles. Sarah’s end-of-summer celebration cocktail was the watermelon on top!
I know salad is known to many people as a kind of ascetic diet food, but I grew up eating luxurious salads that my mom made. What I love about salads is that they’re like a live jazz solo, where you can throw together the same ingredients over and over again, and they’ll always be good, but never quite in the same way.
The beauty of a biriyani, like dating dykes, is that you put a whole bunch of great ingredients together, let them simmer and mingle in a sealed pot, and watch them emerge as even better versions of themselves. This week, I got my love to teach me some biriyani tricks.
I had a wide open evening and a bunch of plums and pluots on my counter. That’s how I ended up braising beef short ribs with broccolini and plums in a soy sauce broth. And I thought it would be nice to eat that with ricotta gnocchi that had preserved lemon in them.