I have a confession. I am a cookie discriminator. When someone brings cookies to an event, or you get a plate for Christmas, or any other situation arises where a variety of cookies is available, I would altogether pass on a cookie than eat an oatmeal raisin cookie. There is something about raisins in a cookie that just makes me kind of sad. (Or it may just be the raisins that make me sad... Benny & Joon, anyone?) Anyhow, the point is, when you cover said humiliated grapes in dark chocolate, the whole cookie is transformed. And now incredibly delicious. I made these cookies quite a while ago, and realized I didn't blog them. So when I saw Raisinets on sale at the grocery I decided I needed to make them again, just to blog them... not at all because they are incredibly tasty or anything....
8.23.2012
8.21.2012
Bacon Jam
I know, I know, I'm way late on this outrageous foodie trend. I've been meaning to try it since I saw a food truck that used it on their burgers featured on Food Network practically a year ago, I'm just an incredibly skilled procrastinator. I'm telling you, if procrastination was a more marketable skill, maybe I wouldn't be so unemployed. Since it's not, I should probably start making this stuff in huge batches and bringing it with me on job interviews, because that way even if they won't hire me, maybe they'll call me back for another jar of this smokey, sweet, salty goodness.
8.20.2012
Chewy Ginger Cookies with Cardamom
Everyone has their weird food tastes. Mine is ginger. I adore the stuff. I have ginger cravings, which can only be satisfied by obscene quantities of candied ginger. Yeah, it totally makes my mouth burn, and it's wonderful. Most people crave ice cream, brownies, or chocolate chip cookies, nope not me. I crave ginger snaps. These ginger snaps are perfect- a strong gingery bite, a chewy moist center, and crunchy raw sugar coating, all punctuated by a lovely undertone of cardamom.
What's your strangest food craving?
What's your strangest food craving?
Apricot Goat Cheese Thin Crust Pizza
Sometimes I think I'm un-American. I don't like grilled cheese, pizza, or chicken pot pie. I don't drink beer, and I think Coke tastes like battery acid. Then, an eclectic little pizza like this comes along to prove me wrong: thin crispy crust, rich aromatic roasted garlic, tangy apricot preserves, and salty pungent goat cheese all harmonize wonderfully. So maybe I can call myself at least partially American, after all I really dig this pizza.
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