Well, friends, it’s that time of year again: one of my favorite people/bloggers, Rachael (aka Movita Beaucoup) turns another year older, and we all get to celebrate by making ridiculous cakes in her honor. I’ve done two cakes so far for her: this crazy miniaturized bakeshop thing and this cereal-turned-into-donuts one, both of which were incredibly fun to make, even if they didn’t win. And they didn’t win, people: I manage to lose every. single. time.
This year, the theme is crappy cakes: all we had to do to is enter a crappy cake into the competition. As luck would have it, I’m pretty crappy at making a crappy cake, because my need to do everything correctly? let’s just say it doesn’t translate that well into screwing up a cake purposefully. I’m also prone to intense overthinking, and as the translation of “crappy” could mean myriad things, I struggled to interpret what she meant. Crappy like bad? crappy like gross to eat? Crappy to whom and in what way? On and on it went. Continue reading →
It’s mid-January, or as I like to call it, “Let’s All Go Crazy Over Unusual Citrus” season. It’s like a friendlier version of the Hunger Games, where markets hide small quantities of short-seasoned produce here and there, and we see who can find things first and subsequently make and publish recipes for said thing before it disappears again.
Let’s be clear: no matter how incredible the produce, it’s slightly ridiculous. Most of this hard-to-find produce tastes very similar (if not identical) than its readily-available relatives. Nevertheless, we cave. Continue reading →
It’s December! Can you believe it? Neither can I, and we’ve got tons to do with getting holiday gifts together, trimming trees, and all the other things which go along with this time of year. The December 2013 Feast Magazine is out, and in it, I make a recipe with something I’ve never heard of prior to this assignment: the marron glacé. Continue reading →
Let’s be frank: you don’t have time to read food posts right now. I don’t have time to write food posts right now. We are kidding ourselves if we think we should be doing anything but donning our finest grocery-shopping attire and getting out there to procure the necessary ingredients for our Thanksgiving feasts. Canadians; this is the week we remember how you feel during early to mid-October. Now we sympathize. We are one again, my Northern neighbors. Continue reading →