Earlier this week, I was simply couldn’t cook another meal. In an effort to spice things up when a restaurant date night is so far out of the question, I decided to rebrand the random shit in our fridge as a “tasting menu” — complete with wine pairings.
If I’m being honest, as a person whose joy is generally exponentially increased by sharing it with other people, so not having live company with which to share my food has been underwhelming of late. That said, I do love to impress myself, and the easiest way to do that is to take something simple, like a pancake, and give it a makeover, so I can fall in love with it anew.
Tiny sandwiches! Cookies! Cake! How to serve fancy-ish afternoon tea service from the safety and comfort of home.
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I’m the type to savor. To draw things out — past their prime, some might say. So it should be no surprise that I love preserving citrus. There’s something exciting about packing them with salt and then waiting, for at least month, before you can even begin to consider eating them.
With a side of festive demons!
Breakfast is personal. Like your underwear. Which is sometimes really sexy and totally worth the attention of strangers, and other times, is really just for you, or totally non-existent.
Autostraddle’s giant survey last year showed that queers will make the most of even the tiniest outdoor patches they can get their green-fingered mitts on. It’s time we celebrated the wide open spaces of our rural and suburban queers too, imagining the possibilities for the expanses we inhabit today or dream about tomorrow.
Sana Javeri Kadri brings her whole queer life to Diaspora Co., her company that’s decolonizing the spice trade, supporting Indian small farmers, and delivering banging spices to your kitchen.
Seven fruits and grains combine in a quick-rise babka to celebrate the Jewish New Year of the Trees.
The concept for today’s cooking adventures: making dishes inspired by three iconic lesbians who influenced us, and who we’d also want to invite to a dinner party to experience them experiencing our food — yes, very gay.
I’m not coming out to you as a lesbian, umma, I’m coming out as your daughter. I’m tired of being a stranger to you and I’m tired of tripping over boxes in my living room because you’re incapable of just being vulnerable with me.
I’ll show you the delicious food I make on the regular, explore the values and identities that I bring into the kitchen, test out unexpected ideas that occur to me in my madness and talk to people who really know what they’re doing. The kitchen is my home and food is my greatest love language!
After trudging through years of roommates leaving their dildos on the dish rack, I was finally living alone. I hated it, and I didn’t know why.
You can be channeling citrus sunshine and tart jammy cranberry brightness too with a small amount of effort and 30 minutes of your time. Happy New Year.
Celebrate the New Year with Soviet mayonnaise.
The sun might leave us for 3-6 months out of the year, but my microwave never will.
Well It happened! It really happened. Let’s be clear, I’d given up hope it was actually going to happen, but it did! Trump was impeached, history was made, and tbh I feel pretty jaded about it.
Turns out you can learn a lot about a person based on what we hold near and dear to our sleeping spaces!
So you’ve invited three of your exes and each of their respective partners/polycules over for holiday dinner. It’s a potluck, so food is taken care of, but what will you drink!? These delicious mocktails, of course.