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Signs of genius

You know what’s great? Gnocchi. You know what else is great? Carrots. Boy howdy, those two things sure are great. Wouldn’t it be even greaterer if some genius combined them? Well, ’round Chez Spoonfully, we be smart. Enter M and his dynamic brains. He roasted four fat orange carrots until they were mashable, and then [...]

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I Am Genius. Also balls.

Earth Hour Party: time to make a cake. I kept it easy, with a simple moist chocolate cake. Having seen Pencil Kitchen’s Mango Upside Down Cake (and holy CRAP that looks freaking delicious and different and totally new to me), I was intrigued by the dark, moist chocolate cake, the first chocolate cake recipe I’ve [...]

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Epic-centre

If you felt a slight shift in the globe’s gravitational pull today, be not alarmed. It’s simply that my awesomeness has expanded to new, stellar levels and there had to be a slight planetary adjustment to accommodate it. This weekend I made a lovely banana cake. I roasted some coffee, I dabbled with a bit [...]

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Things we are bothered about

Food bloggers, listen up. The following must stop immediately: 1. Referring to food as naughty, sinful, etc. This isn’t the Dark Ages: I think we can stop tying values of good and evil to the freaking bread basket. These value judgements are not useful. Fer Christ’s sake — no, scratch that: for the sake of [...]

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Big Red Love

In my house there’s a big red pot and that big red pot gets more big red love than anything else in the kitchen. Okay, maybe not more. The wok and the enormous mixing bowl probably are equal contenders. But I love that dern pot. Originally bought for the purposes of making no-knead bread (you [...]

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“Well, what is there to eat?”

“Get off, Napoleon! Make yourself a dang quesadilla!” And so the legend was born. Inspired by Napoleon Dynamite, a friend of the awesome ilk invented the Dang Quesadilla. Take yourself some tortillas — homemade unless you’re a lazyboneroo, and I’ll get to that in a sec — and spread half with chopped banana and a [...]

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Claf goes plus good

Man, clafoutis, am I right? Yes. The answer is yes. Clafoutis, in case you just walked in and are too dumb to do the Google, is a French dish where you take raw, sherry-drizzled cherries and pour a thickened custard-type batter over the top, then bake until the custard cooks. Top with toasted slivered almonds [...]

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Why?

Why is this so great? Fucked if I know, but it was fast, easy, and they taste good. Plus I revelled in my independent adulthood and ate the jam straight from the jar. Stand back, bitches.

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Overhung

Food food food food food food food food. There’s a lot of it about lately. It’s December 30 today, which means we’re approaching the final hump before we can put aside obligatory festive gluttony. I’m starting to feel like I haven’t been hungry for a week: I have been either staying with family, had visitors [...]

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Claf your hands!

Goddamn, cherries: am I right? Course I am. Cherries are heavenly little crimson summer pearls. I love them. I will eat them until I am a little bit ashamed, and then I’ll go into the other room and eat more. So to preserve my self-respect, I decided to try my luck with cooking them. Passed [...]

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