Gilding the Lily since 2006
I’m such a slave to the weather. Two days of rain and it’s practically autumn, as far as I’m concerned. And after seeing the cover of last month’s Saveur around the house for the past 8 weeks, I’ve had carnivorous yearning for a hearty Bolognese. …
I always talk about how I am a whore for good-looking produce, and how I am completely powerless against the imp god of Ambitious Cooking (okay, I made him up, but I implore any one of you to tell me you aren’t his bitch, too). …
My dad’s birthday was Friday, so he brought over some venison for me to cook (the thought of him eating all his game in the form of well-done steaks drowned in A-1 makes me cringe). Since he brought it the day before, I gave it …
Okay, for all intents and purposes, this is jambalaya. For those of you that are unfamiliar with southern American cuisine in general (and Creole cuisine in particular), jambalaya is a rice dish traditionally prepared with sausage (such as andouille), chicken and seafood. Cajun jambalaya usually …
Okay, so this month’s three ingredients at the Royal Foodie Joust are lentils, eggplant and cinnamon. Although it would’ve been a fairly obvious choice, I opted for a decidedly un-Asian dish. There would be no dal this month, no, that would be a little too …
A recurring theme is emerging: too many chanterelles, plus an impending frost that requires me to pull my millions of tomatoes while still green, equals chanterelles and green tomatoes going into damn near every dish these days. They taste good together, though, so I guess …
I so totally don’t speak French, except when it comes to food (hell, if you want to count food words, I speak like 14 languages). I cooked that bunneh that I bought in Centralia. And btw, I never got the motivation to make a roulade. …
Mushroom hunting season is officially upon us, and last weekend we scored about a metric ton of chanterelles. Whee! I also found my first-ever cauliflower mushroom. I had never seen one before, but thought it looked like it would be tasty so I picked it …
Last weekend Scott and I went to the coast for the night. I had been having an uncharacteristic jones for the hubbub of Seaside and its bumper cars, corn dogs, caramel corn and salt water taffy, but we couldn’t find a room there and so …
Friday night Scott and I were at a wedding, talking to my cousin Nathan about bird hunting and whatnot. Since the wedding had a no-host bar, I was taking frequent nips off my flask of fine Kentucky bourbon with great aplomb. It should be noted …