A blog about food miscellany, including my heritage, history (herbals, especially), ethnic foods, human nutrition and digestion, foodborne parasites, agriculture...
Thursday, March 15, 2012
It's amazing how much I'd like to be a food snob because I know how to mix herbs and spices and can sniff out the individual herbs that went into a dish, and cook better when I don't follow a recipe precisely as directed in a magazine. But I have an inability to read recipes--I always leave something out that is called for or don't prep it as prescribed. And I've learned a lot about cooking from "Worst Cooks in America." So I've still got a long way to go. Also, if I have a fantastic dish in mind to try, I can be distracted by cheese. If the chopping of onions gets too boring and I get too hungry, I'll often forego the osso bucco or tagine and melt American cheese on a tostado shell. In the nuker. At least I have the decency to sprinkle it with chipotle powder before I heat it.
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