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on cooking, eating, dining, growing

30 Restaurants: Dooky Chase & Drip Affogato

Part of my journey to 30 is to eat my way through 30 restaurants/eateries that I’ve never been to that either just seem like an interesting place or have been raved about by other people. The first two places I scratched off my list of 30 restaurants were visited for my birthday back in August. Dooky Chase: Despite living here for six years, I never managed to make it here. It was so nice!! Great ambiance, beautiful artwork, table settings with nice dishes and linens. What was really fascinating about dining here was thinking about all of the remarkable people who sat in these same rooms, from as recently as President Obama going backwards in time to the many civil rights activists, famous musicians, artists, and actors. It’s like eating in a time capsule. Not to mention all the beautiful artwork. The food was delicious, of course. I had a cup of gumbo and the shrimp clemençeau, both of which I’d order again in a second. I didn’t meet Leah Chase; it was move-in weekend …

When life give you lemons…make curd…and then make a pie

A fellow dancer brought two large boxes of citrus to one of our last rehearsals of 2016: meyer lemons and oranges. I’m not a huge citrus fan; my husband on the other hand will eat 2-3 oranges at a time, and since he was sick at the time, I loaded my bag with oranges. I also have a fascination with meyer lemons, and I like the idea of cooking with them, especially making lemon curd or lemoncello. I’ll see pictures on pinterest and think, ‘Ooh, I should try this,’ but once I buy them I chicken out on trying do anything fancy with them, telling myself I just don’t have the time. I figured since I had such a long winter break, I should get over myself and try to make something. So I grabbed a ton of meyer lemons thinking that lemon curd must require a large number of lemons, feeling encouraged by that thought as several other dancers assumed the same. A week later, and traveling to my parents’ house with the citrus, I …

Fun with Squash

Tis the season for all things squash and gourd-like, namely it’s pumpkin season, or rather, it’s pumpkin-spice flavored season. I typically rail against the flood of pumpkin flavored things this time of year because there’s literally zero pumpkin in the majority of the things marketed, and most of it is supremely over processed. However, I usually do go and buy a pumpkin, bake it, and make some type of pumpkin dessert. And by the way when I say dessert I’m NOT talking about pumpkin pie; I’m pretty strictly anti-pumpkin pie given how close it comes to tasting like sweet potato pie without quite making it. This year I doubled down on the squash family: I bought a sugar pumpkin and then I saw a strange looking squash on sale and decided to buy it–a buttercup squash. The past few years I’ve made flan with the pumpkin puree I baked, but this year I didn’t feel like putting in that much effort or eating so much dairy. So this year, upon scouring recipes for the buttercup squash, since I’ve …

Day 3: Eating Donuts!

October 16, 2014 I’ve been talking about donuts for months now. I’m sure Efrem was getting tired of hearing about my detours to get a donut and coffee from District Donuts, but they are like pillows of heaven in your mouth—not too sweet and true to the labelled flavor. So naturally, once he got here we were going to get donuts. I waited a couple of days though, making sure he had the traditional beignet his first morning in New Orleans at Cafe du Monde. But by Thursday, he was looking at me like, ‘okay, you keep talking about these donuts, when am I going to eat one?’ So Thursday morning we went for breakfast and luckily they had some good flavors. He had a vietnamese iced coffee donut (one of my favorites!—cream filled with some tapioca bubbles), and I had a Thai Iced Tea donut. I hoped I hadn’t hyped up the donut experience too much, but when I looked across the table, I knew…it was love at first bite. He decided we needed …

In the words of Ice Cube, Today was a good day…

Life has become complicated lately. A frustrating congregation of stressful events and one infuriatingly stagnant process. But today was a good day. A GREAT day. It started off with that gross feeling of not getting enough peaceful sleep–that achey, sore-eyed feeling that not even 2 cups of coffee can fix. It progressed into being somewhat productive: I learned how to hem clothing, and I shortened the pant legs of a new jumpsuit I haven’t been able to wear yet since it was dragging all over the ground. I also baked a two-layer fresh-strawberry cake frosted with strawberry puree buttercream. But the climax of the day was receiving the news I (we) had been waiting on for 6 MONTHS: that long awaited email from USCIS with the 2nd Notice of Action (NOA2). For anyone who knows how painstaking and exasperating the immigration process is, that text/email from USCIS with the NOA2 is THE best feeling, only surpassed by the final receipt of that prized visa in hand. So with regards to that, I think (I hope) …