Mushroom Powder

And its multifarious uses! I adore mushrooms.  I love shiitakes stir-fried with strips of flank steak, I love the earthy funk of fresh morels in cream sauce, I love porcini-and-pea risotto – I even love the unjustly-maligned white button mushroom (which is, you may not be aware, the exact same thing as a brown criminiContinue reading “Mushroom Powder”

The Shroom

Or, “You’re Tearing Me Apart, Lisa!” Butter. (What?  Oh.  You’re making a reference to a dumb movie?  Okay, cool.) Oh-my-god that movie’s so magnificently stupid. ANYWAY.  Those of you whom I have not yet alienated: hello!  By some stroke of fortune for me, and a stroke of misfortune for him, my roommate David’s brother wasContinue reading “The Shroom”

Cincy Mac

  There used to be a place near my apartment called Cinner’s – it closed a few months ago, but before it did, it broke open my conception of what chili was.  Just, wham – broke it in half and filled the empty space between with a nest of spaghetti.  The restaurant was billed asContinue reading “Cincy Mac”

Naanakopita: Delicious Pockets of Cross-Cultural Blasphemy

The Whole Foods by my girlfriend’s apartment used to sell Sukhi’s Naanwiches, or at least, the kind she liked – the kind with spinach and potato and tofu.  She’d keep them in her fridge, and hurl one into the oven for dinner if the mood struck her.  I had one, once, and liked it.  IContinue reading “Naanakopita: Delicious Pockets of Cross-Cultural Blasphemy”