Stephanie March Last night I had a particularly tasty brew. I’m in Denver and while dining at the Denver Chophouse and Brewery, I happened upon their Wild Turkey Barrel Conditioned Stout. After home-brewing the stout, they “cure” it for a time in used bourbon barrels. Being a bourbon girl, and a stout girl, it was like winning … Read more
From the Why Don’t I Make This More Often category: Tuna Poke. Over the past few stifling days, the last thing I’ve wanted to do was fire up Ol’ Bessie and heat up the kitchen. Oh, maybe I should stand in front of the rocket-fueled grill which has withered the leaves in a five foot … Read more
I passed up these farmer’s market jewels again and again, even though they were right there under my eyes the whole time. Not one for plate decoration, I figured the papery squash blossom to be a useless bit of frill, destined to sit prettily and quietly beside some pallid piece of fish. Talk about misjudgment. … Read more
pugsicle I wouldn’t call it a theme as much as an obsession. Somehow, every year we end up with a pattern that defines the season. Two years ago it was the Summer of Lemonade, and then Summer of Homemade Ice Cream even an odd Summer of the Turkey Melt after we got the panini press. … Read more
Hellloooo, did anyone hear the name of Brian’s winning dish on Top Chef last night? Not a coincidence, it was clearly a nod to Chino Latino of Uptown. When I was out there in March, while Brian was secretly “on leave” for “family reasons”, I snapped the above picture of one of the coolers in … Read more
Maybe you love him. Maybe you hate him. Maybe you love to hate him, you cheeky poppet. As I’ve said before, I rather like Gordon Ramsay, more for his Brit shows (Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares and The F Word) and Michelin stars (eight) than for Fox’s Hell’s Kitchen. Clearly staffed with inept kitchen squid, the show … Read more
Hotness got the best of us on Sunday night, so I packed up the kids and headed to the movies. From being in the sun all day (I’m feeling a little Colonel Saunders Original Recipe) I was in need of a beer with my flick, so we headed off to the New Hope Cinema Grill. … Read more
Why is it that Mothers get brunch on their day, but Dads get grillables? Is there something so feminine about pancakes and burnt toast? Clearly, most of us belive there is something masculine and primal about cooking food over an open flame. But there are Dads who are the Champions of Breakfast: they are the … Read more
hot! hot! hot! Ok, what’s with the hot tub? For the last two seasons, the Top Chef chefs were holed up in spartan lofts…they had to cook Thanksgiving dinner in the ridiculous little kitchens, remember? I get that the show’s succeess means that people want to give them things: like the penthouse suite at the … Read more
I am all a-board for this one. I have a certain attraction to the idea of floating down the river while snacking on fine foods. I think it goes to the dream of a lazy summer evening, one in which I am continually served bourbon and branch cocktails by someone I refer to as “Sugar”. … Read more