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Lemon Ice Cream
Though Summer wanes and I find myself unfurling a collection of pashminas (lord bless the street scarf), I cannot undo my heat wave induced addiction to ice cream. I’m still churning, and have at...
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Alterations: Antipasti Salad
I gab a lot about customizable recipes. I use the phrase for my basic cake recipe (which has more variations than Cher’s wardrobe) and often for my salad dressing. The simple formula of...
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Curried Goat
I try to be a culture sponge in my neighborhood. When I lived in Park Slope I drove a high end stroller to the grocery store. In Vegas I dusted my meals with glitter and regret before serving. Berlin...
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Broiled Salmon Collars
What started as some fun highlighting on my photography has devolved into deranged doodling inspired by the shapes of various foodstuffs. Though the above photos are now relatively useless, the...
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Peanut Butter Cakes
Sitting across the table from my sister recently, we tossed baking stories back and forth (like you do). With the help of a heavily scented cardamom gin and tonic at Cata I admitted that I am not good...
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Sampled: Agrodolce Onions
Paté begs for a tart accompaniment, something pickled, something sour, something crisp. You must offset the rich fattiness of the livers, gizzards, or whatever other organ meats you’ve chosen to press...
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Tryptopanic: White Chocolate
last next My mother will likely excommunicate me for this post, but what’s happened in the kitchen cannot stay in the kitchen. I made white chocolate at home, and I don’t hate it. *Bracing for Mom...
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Pickled Eggs
After a lovely batch of rosey peppermint ice cream I had half of a gargantuan beet lingering in my fridge. It wasn’t enough beet for me to bother with roasting (especially because I had no other...
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Chili Apple Pickle
I have a heavy hand with spice. When I was younger, my family frequented an Indian restaurant in the neighborhood. The Royal Peacock stands in my rear-view memory as the inception of my adventurous...
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Lemon Yogurt Cake
I vaguely remember Ina Garten making a lemon yogurt cake on her show years ago. Floating around her white kitchen in a billowy denim shirt, she conjured the treat from eggs, sugar, and butter with her...
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