The Chef & Pauper household is not big on waste (food or otherwise), friends. That’s why I always save leftover hotdog and hamburger buns in my freezer!Read more
I love Julia Child. When I was four years old, I would pretend to be Julia filming her cooking show on my bedroom floor to an audience of Care Bears and Barbies.
It’s still the only impression I can do well to this day.
Like many couples, Brian and I have our differences. He loves video games and I’m terrible at them (I’m still trying to fulfill my childhood dream of beating Super Mario Bros. 3). I sort my laundry meticulously by color, whereas Brian simply tosses lights and darks together with a laissez faire that makes me wince. Read more
“You’re going to question my method on this one,” I warned Brian. “My technique will seem strange, but I need you to just trust me, and not question my methods, okay?”
“Are you going to brine it?”
“Shhhhhhhhhhhh…” I said, tiptoeing and putting a a finger to his lips. Read more
Is there anything more magnificent than butter? When I was a (n admittedly very weird) little kid, one of my favorite delicacies was the cold butter sandwich. I eventually moved on to cold butter and peanut butter sandwiches, which is also very weird (but delicious to my five-year-old palate). Read more
I love the show Mad Men. The attention to detail is amazing. The characters are believable and complex. However, there’s one scene that’s almost too unbelievable to be watchable. It’s the one where Joan and Rodger have just completed a tawdry tryst at a fancy hotel and Joan insists she must get back to work rather than nomming on the amazing room service spread that has been ordered for her.
Roger couldn’t believe it either. “Look, we’ve got oysters rockefeller! Beef Wellington! Napoleons! We leave this lunch alone, it’ll take over Europe.” Read more