I would give beef stew a million hugs and kisses if I didn’t look like a complete psycho doing so. It might be the fact that my grandmother used to make it for me when I was a tiny hispanic child, in the form of carne con papa. Or the fact that I feel like […]

I consume recipes voraciously. Surprise, surprise. I have an infatuation with trying every method ever invented in my constant and futile search for “the best”. Of course I have my staples, but I’m always reaching. This can be tricky, trying new recipes all the time, because how do you trust it’s gonna turn out okay? […]

We’ve all had tahini. I hope. Actually, that might not be true. Because I just asked my honey if he knew what tahini was and he said no. Seeing that it came from a can mildly traumatized him. I guess I’ve rubbed off on him. Regardless, tahini is obsessively good. Like so good that you […]

A lot of people ask me what I eat on a daily basis. Almost like it’s assumed that the gloriousness of my home cooking is fit for sultans because I know a thing or two about the kitchen. Let me give you a hint: it is NOT exciting. Just ask my boyfriend, who still brings […]

Sugar and I have a wonky relationship. I have fond memories of being civilized with it, eating one bite of something and leaving it alone. Lots of people display this talent. I used to be one of them. To be honest, I don’t know if I had more self-control in the past, or I overhauled my […]

This is like a creamy, mayo-ey, non-spicy version of Frank’s Red Hot: I want to put this shit on everything. I am infatuated. Honestly, in the past, seeing people make a swirly twirly pink mess of ketchup and mayonnaise on their plates used to groooooss me out. Until I tried it.