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.
It’s no surprise that Mastering the Art of French Cooking is my favorite cook book ever. 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
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