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I love—I mean love—making spaghetti and meatballs. Oh, don’t get me wrong—I love eating it, too. But if I had to choose forever between cooking it and eating it…well, wait a minute. I don’t know which I’d choose. Never eating spaghetti and meatballs again in my life would be pretty devasted. What I’m trying to say in a roundabout, backward, incoherent, motormouthed way is that I derive a great deal of satisfaction from cooking spaghetti and meatballs. There’s just something about the mixing of the meatballs, the forming them into compact little rounds, the browning them in the same pot in which you’ll eventually add the sauce ingredients, the adding of the meatballs to the sauce. The steady simmer, during which the meatballs impart their flavor to the sauce. The pretending to be Italian Catholic. The wishing my name was Costanza. I have a rich fantasy life. If you saw my coloring, you’d see what I mean.
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I decided a few of weeks ago, that I wanted to try to make some cookies using vintage Valentine cards as the theme. They are so sweet and the artwork is just darling. I’ve seen cookies and cakes with artwork printed on them online and in bakeries, but I didn’t realize this was something I could achieve at home. After doing a little research, I found out you can buy frosting sheets and edible ink cartridges for certain home printers. And mine was one of them. YAY! So I bought the inks for my printer. Then I realized I would have to clean it somehow, which sounded like a whole bunch of trouble, so I decided to buy another printer just like it. No such luck. My printer is too old for stores to still carry. So, I had to get a newer printer, which meant I needed different inks … of course. But I was determined, so I went ahead and exchanged the inks while I waited for the new printer to arrive. After it arrived and I started to set it up, I thought something was strange. It called for six cartridges, but the edible inks …
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Let me begin this post by saying how excited I am to share this doughnut recipe with you. What can I say? Doughnuts are exciting. They thrill me to the bone. Second, let me lay one thing out on the table: Making good, raised doughnuts at home is not as easy as you’d think . For years (yes, you heard me) I tried in vain to make the perfect homemade doughnut—not just a fat, bready wad of fried dough with a sweet glaze, but a delicate, light ring of love with a slightly crispy surface and a wonderful flavor. Like “those doughtnuts”, and I don’t mean Krispy Kreme. I mean the doughnuts sold at the tiny doughnut dive in our small town. They’re the best raised doughnuts in the world. The shop is owned by an older resident of our town whose temperament can range from kind, welcoming, and gracious to a complete mirror of a certain soup purveyor in a certain long-running series starring a certain man with the last name of Seinfeld. Think I’m kidding? The doughnut guy in our town once made my summer babysitter…
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I love white chili. And just like regular chili, there are as many incarnations as there are grains of sand in all the beaches of the world. Some white chili is soupy and creamy, with chunks of chickens and beans. Some white chili is vegetarian, without an ounce of chicken in sight. Other white chili, like the one I make, is more of a bean-centered delight—simple, warm, hearty, and filling, with plenty of flavor to spare. But here’s what I do. I make “simple, hearty white chili.” Then I proceed to doctor the simple, hearty white chili with about a thousand different garnishes, and the “simple” pretty much goes out the window. I just love garnishing things! It allows me to believe that I’m being simple and minimalist…while not actually being simple and minimalist. It’s perfect for people in denial!
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My mom made these puffs for a cocktail party she threw back in the seventies. Back when Danskin trousers and brown leather clogs ruled the day. I loved these then, when I grabbed a stash and ran up to my bedroom and ate them by myself to the sweet, mellow voice of Helen Reddy. And I still love them now. I love everything that comes out of my mom’s recipe binder. One thing about these puffs: it’s one of the few situations in which I highly recommend using a very good, high quality, crusty French bread (rather than the soft stuff in the bread aisle.) The finished puffs will be the better for it and
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I’m not going to say much. Just this: Make this sometime over the holidays. Serve it on Christmas Eve with your roast beef. Serve it the day after Christmas with a big Caesar salad. Eat it straight out of the pan after you’ve wrapped your last gift at 11:47 on Christmas Eve. It’s Fancy Macaroni. You want it in your life.
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The final week of holiday shopping can get pretty hectic and intense. Buy this, wrap that, save on these and don’t forget to drop those cards in the mailbox (the ones that have been perched on your counter top all week.) Last minute shopping should only be attempted by the calm and skilled. Last minute shoppers are embarking upon an obstacle course that puts Family Double Dare to shame: pushy sales people, long lines, free gift-wrapping (if you’re lucky) and ‘longer holiday hours’ are enough to send even the coolest of heads diving straight into a barrel of soy nog. An ill-prepared shopper is likely to fall into an unforgiving and sometimes embarrassing last-minute gift-giving trap. Here is my top five list of the worst last-minute gifts. Do not buy… Top 5 Worst Last-Minute Gifts: Do not Buy! 1. Anything from Starbucks I know, I know. We all love a hefty Starbucks gift card now and then, but nothing says “I’m thinking of you, but only when I’m in line ordering my daily Venti Latte” more than a holiday gift from Starbucks. …
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There was (and is, still) a restaurant in my hometown called Eggberts. Eggberts opened when I was a pre-teen, I think, with a maximum of eight booths and a few seats at the bar, which was about two feet away from all the cooking. That was my favorite place to sit as a twelve-year-old, as I got to watch all the eggs being cracked, all the waffle batter being spooned into the waffle irons, all the gravy being ladled onto the biscuits. It was such a magical, wonderful place. As I headed into my teenage years, Eggberts became a hangout for my group of four or five very close friends (Hi, Jenn! Hi, Sarah! Hi, Jules! Hi Carrums!) Strangely, we’d go there on weeknights…weekday afternoons…Sunday nights—anytime we just needed a safe, familiar place to hang out. You’d think five teenage girls with acid wash jeans and Madonna bangles would find a less greasy place to take their Giorgio-perfumed adolescent bodies…but for some reason, Eggberts was our home. And Eggberts welcomed us with open …
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