Super hella over-the-moon to announce that my Beet and Goat Cheese Cheesecake recipe was photographed and featured in the April 2015 print issue of Wallpaper Magazine. Check it out below (it’s the one in the middle).
Didn’t the Wallpaper folks do a lovely job of plating it?
Want to make this cheesecake at home? Get the recipe by clicking here.
In case you want to pick up your own copy, here is the cover of the April 2015 issue.Keep reading
Late last night (or early this morning), I got to thinking obsessing about explosions after a routine immersion blending went awry.
A geyser of gingery-spicy-garlicky wet masala intended for a molten beef vindaloo launched into the air before gravity shot it down the front of my skirt just beyond apron's reach…and all over the wall…and across my once pristine white counter. Whomever thought installing an unsealed white countertop in a kitchen should be flogged publicly. It's probably the same people who have kids, get white carpet, then find themselves rearranging the furniture every 3 months to hide what little Jimmy did.
Soon, in your respective part of the world, the sun will set on 2012.
Many of you will spend today lamenting the past year; what was good, what was spectacular and what went horribly wrong. The best life is one that contains a smattering of all of the above, even the horribly wrong. This is not just because the bad helps us appreciate the good, it is because the bad leads us to the great.
No year made that more true for me than 2012.
My year began with a seemingly positive opportunity that went wretchedly awry. Everyday was completely…Keep reading
I am a total whore for cheese.
All kinds. As much as I can get. Yellow, white, moldy, creamy, hard, smoked, grassy, old, young. There is no discrimination.
But there is one cheese that consistently makes my eye wander. A cheese so addictive that once my supply was cut off, intense therapy was needed. I thought maybe a crystallized aged Gouda would suffice as replacement…to no avail. You can’t duplicate true love.
So I searched far and wide for 4 years, and today I found it. It called out my name in a sultry voice from the cheese case at…Keep reading