A terrible photo for a dish that I will make again and again and not mind.
Once in a while I dream about a grocery store that is a melange of all the ones I’ve ever known. I know what’s in every aisle of that dream store. The bread asile is from the Big Bear by the Del Mar racetrack. The frozen foods is from Russo’s back in Cleveland. There’s a […]
They have to rise overnight, but of my god these are worth it.
You can’t see the inside, which is sad. The basis for it was a recipe for egg galettes, which I’d made and had trouble with.
Taking the holiday out of the greeting, but keeping the sentiment.
A photo of friendship.
AKA why Superman “Man of Steel” was a super flop.
Shopping for myself sucks. So I got help.
The mighty eggplant can handle all kinds of filling! Here we have turkey.
Sometimes I just can’t even.