“It is in my view, the duty of an apple to be crisp and crunchable, but a pear should have such a texture as leads to quiet consumption,” poetic words for common fruit. Thanks, Edward Bunyard for penning this description in “The Anatomy of Dessert.” Continue reading
Month: August 2018
what about the leftover pickle juice?
The jar was empty. Well, mostly empty as the pickles sweet and amply spicy were gone. I don’t know about you, but I do feel somewhat guilty each time I pour the leftover juice down the drain. There’s flavor, bits of garlic, mustard seeds and brick red chilies in the liquid that’s gurgling to parts unknown. Continue reading
fried egg sammies
Which came first, the chicken or the egg? I know, corny, clique, unanswered question that gets batted around at so-called intellectual cocktail parties. Eggs come from chickens, but wait chickens come from eggs. Who knows? The way I see it this confab is not going to change the world or solve crime, but it does make you wonder. Continue reading
thyme, and everything else 