Gettin’ Tart’d Up
I decided to make a fruit tart for a dinner at our friends house. It was a nice sweet treat for the spring!
Shawarma my heart
Ground Beef and Lamb blessed by the flavor gods…. Everyone has heard about the strange and incredible cravings that pregnant woman have while carrying a future human. This week, I feel like I might identify with a small smidgen of this craving… SHAWARMA! Marshall and I are back to cooking and a major aspect of cooking is using what is […]
Goodbye to Our Summer Friend
Marshall and I threw a small dinner party last night for Fernando’s son. He was here for a couple of weeks and he left today to go back home for the fall, but we hope he will return for the holidays. He is a great kid and will most likely become a great man. For dinner Marshall made a chicken […]
The Cookening
Preparations have begun for our trip to Maui, with Marshall cooking off several foods this week: ribs, breakfast burritos, quiche and other foods and such things to keep us fed and happy for our trip. I also ground up 7lbs of beef so we can have burgers on the boat as well (What can’t I do you ask? Sing… I can’t sing…). […]
Your Pulling My Braised Duck Leg
Caneton Braise ala Herbes Moutarde The other night I wanted to try some of new skills and knowledge I have learned so far from Julia and create my own dish. I am also trying to use items in our freezer and we just so happened to have Duck Legs. So, I braised duck legs in white wine and a mustard […]
Lazy Pasta
Today was a bad day. I dont want to go too far into it, but I had an early drinking kind of day. Also, our electric in the house has been on and off for about a week, and that sucks. So for dinner tonight I was going to make braised duck leg, (Because OF COURSE Bryon and Marshall have […]
Taco Very Much
An adventure into my own taco seasoning Who doesn’t love tacos? Oddly enough, it almost seems like you are not an American if you hate tacos. I personally remember home-made tacos as a child being a family favorite and it always seemed like there was never enough. My mother would lament the next day because there were never left overs […]
