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For the first time in my life, I am excited about cooking. Really excited. I have a little journal in which I am documenting my journey to food snobbery and keeping track of whatever kinds of tips I get. And today I spend about $400 on cooking stuff, a blender and food processor and a new set of pots and pans. I have some nice pots that me mum got for me, which I love and wanted to get some individual things (a stock pot, a covered saute pan, small skillet) and it was cheaper to get a new set, which is good. So, if anyone has any advice about cooking things that have made their lives easier, tell. And also, what kinds of cooking related things gets you all excited? |
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oh, and butter. and always take the time to mince your garlic. garlic presses are tools of the red devil. use a big knife. |
I posted something before about the $240 Sabatier knife set I got for $24. I loves me that big sharp chopping knife chopchopchopchopchop I'm starting to think that the garlic press is evil. It takes a whole layer or two of skin off...and not the paper or thick skin, the thin skin. Plus I love bashing the cloves with the side of the knife. |
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So now I know that the Fusilli with Spicy Tomato and Roasted Pepper Sauce was served on my 23rd b-day. |
That is so sweet. And that Fusilli sounds wonderful. I stopped at Borders today and looked at cookbooks. I didn't buy any, but I think I might get this one. |
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this is a handy book to have. One day my friend Brian and I had been smoking pot all day and we left to get some food, stopping at coolidge corner so Brian could find some flyers for apartments. We wandered into a bookstore that turned out to be an all cookbook bookstore. I think I spent about $75 dollars there. |
i picked this up in the bookstore around the same time. when my mom walked over i said something like "holy shit, mom, check this out." she ended up giving it to me for xmas. it is a textbook, beautifully laid out, excellent reference. goddamn. i'm itchin for the kitchen now. |
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much more than just a recipe book. |
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That book kicks ass. Seriously. |
boot to head! |
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Have a couple of Moosewood books too, but Betty Crocker is my favorite. It's not to difficult to vegetarianize/veganize recipes. On a similar note, has anyone read cookzines? I have various copies of Peko Peko, Soy Not Oi, Please Don't Feed the Bears, Food Geek, Don't Have a Cow, Kitchen Witch and The Vegan Slut floating around in my room and alot of it's pretty good cooking, some even have guides on homebrew and making wine. I don't cook much though. When I do it's mostly ramen. Last year I cooked. |
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I might buy some of them used. My father saved all of my grandfather's cookbooks and I am going to raid that stash when I get home. I won't buy non-vegetarian cookbooks (unless its for fish), but I'll take them for free anytime. I just spoke with Patrick. Unfortunately, they are too busy to meet up for dinner. I did, however, get to hear the wee eva fussing in the background. |
Carrie (Food Geek) is one of the easiest people to nurture a crush on. She's a great artist, she drew the robot that ended up on the zine symposium flyers. |
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Talk to me. Clutch is great. I think my housemates are in that issue. |
This will change when I have piles of pages to read. My mother gave me this chef's pan a few years ago. I love it. It's my most favorite pan that I own Soon, I hope to have this big guy. |
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Farmer's Markets. Yesterday we went to the one on Buford Highway which is primarily Korean but with lots and lots of other goodies. It is a bit overwhelming and sometimes difficult to find things. Today I went to the Dekalb Farmer's market and got inexpensive spices and the things that were not available at the other market. They were squeezing fresh cane juice although I didn't try any. The bread in the bakery section was still warm and the ladies packing the muffin boxes were singing. It was heaven. |
it's great! |
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I made a wonderful salad the other day. Here's the recipe: * Spicy Beet and Mango Salad * Half a Jicama One Beet Two Mangoes A bunch of Cilantro Ginger (optional) Salt Cayanne Pepper Peel and slice the jicama, beet and mangoes to whatever size you want (cubes). Steam the beet if you want, otherwise cut it smaller because it can be a bit tough. Chop the cilantro real fine, if you're using ginger peel it and dice. Throw everything into a bowl, add salt and cayanne pepper to taste. It's good. |
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I have this entire collection of cookie recipies, like a cookie of the month club kinda thing, and bags upon bags of cookie cutters and templates and sprinkles, etc. My mom signed me up for it and gave me the kit last christmas. I haven't made a single cookie from the set to date. I want to, but when I have the time, I don't have the ingredients, and when I have the ingredients I don't have the time. |
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Tonight I am going to make either a spicy brocolli saute with soba noodles or an indian black eyed pea thing. Probably the black eyed peas since the tomatoes I want to use are ripe enough to explode. |
For example, I can't stand the smell of warm green peppers because they remind me of the family that abused me when I was little -- the mother cooked and canned green peppers and tomatoes in her basement kitchen, where the bad stuff happened. The smell of damp stewed tomatoes does it to me, too. (Fortunately, tomato sauce doesn't have a negative connotation, probably because my mom made and now I make it quite often, so there's no connection to memory. However, my mom hates green peppers, so I never smelled them cooking in my own house and only smelled them at the Mauros'.) The taste of green peppers doesn't bother me...it's just the smell. Weird, huh? |
for real? i don't have any smell memories. |
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I used to have a visceral reaction to the name Joseph, for the same reason. It used to be a real concern for me -- what if I met a guy named Joe and I really liked him? How could I be in a relationship with someone with that name? I'd have to call him something else! Fortunately, I don't feel that way anymore. Speaking of more normal things....when I was 11, I went to Spain with my family and got a very bad case of food poisoning. I drank a lot of lemonade and 7Up during that time, and for years afterwards, 7UP and lemonade would make me nauseous. This, I learned in my first psychology class I took, is due to aversive conditioning, and aversive conditioning that involves nausea is the longest-lasting conditioning there is (for obvious biological reasons....if something makes you throw up repeatedly, your body classifies it as a poison and will make you throw it up whenever you ingest it). |
What about alcohol? I mean, I can't drink gin anymore. But I can drink beer and vodka...these have made me throw up repeatedly. |
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My family used to take long road trips. I still love to just get in the car and drive, sometimes across the entire country. Anyway, one such trip was from Dallas to the Canadian border, when I was 7 or so. We were in my dad's van, and I was in the back eating a cheese wiz sandwich. The movement of the van and the cheese wiz made me sicker than a dawg. Had to stop the van and barf. For years afterwards I couldn't even THINK about cheese wiz without getting nauseous. |
it took me about five years to beat my aversion to whiskey. i think the first alcohol you puke hard on gets lodged into your brain, and subsequent tend not to. i never had a problem with tequila, though if you took all the vomit from my drinking career and put it into drums sorted by type of alcohol, tequila would exceed anything else by at least a factor of two. |
Shit, I've never had a problem downing everclear, and I first puked on that when I was 11. |
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Pad Thai. Cheeze Wiz is the food of the white trash gods. |
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On another note, I would have to say that whiskey stands as my vomiting alcohol. That is unless its Makers, or Bushmills. I can drink Bushmills all night long without problems. Although you give me any sour mash type, and I'm fucked. |
I have instructions for making a still and everything, but it's illegal here. Some guy got arrested in Portland and it made the six o clock news. |
when I was younger, my momma told me, she said Gener I want to smell it, and then she smelled it. |
Dammit, and I was gonna be a good boy and have yogurt and an energy bar for lunch today, but now I'm craving Pad Thai. Thanks a lot, pez! |
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. I stay away from Pringles now in general, but the thought of plain Pringles makes me barfy. |
If you need porn that badly, I've got an old coy of On Our Backs floating around somewhere. |
Disgusting. |
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That's what erotica's for. |
Because they think we care. Seriously though, imagination is WAY better then porn any day. The only reason I have 32.5 gigs of the shit, is because I'm too lazy to go and delete all of it. |
There's a drug called Antabuse that's used to help treat alcoholism -- it works by making the person vomit profusely if they ingest any alcohol, thereby conditioning them to avoid it voluntarily. I think conditioning of any kind requires a very high (shoot, I forget the terminology) stimulus-response correlation. If you drink and don't throw up more than you drink and throw up, it's not going to condition you to avoid drinking. But if every time, or close to every time, you drink, you get nauseous, you won't want to drink any more. Naturally. Duh. This works with animals, too. If you want to keep squirrels out of your birdseed, you can buy stuff to mix in there that will make squirrels nauseous when they eat it (but doesn't affect birds) -- voila, no more squirrel raids. |
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Note to Self: must buy. And I'm drunk before noon usually on my days off because I get off work at like 7am and start drinking. But then again I'm usually in bed by like 3 or 4 pm. |
Bah. Not good enough. Here's a real excuse for ya. So you'll roll over and go to sleep so we can fucking get some rest from all that monstrous hortrible fucking to mack up for the tiny little penis. |
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2: Was more then a joke, because personally I can get off during sex with my clothes on, I get more out of the woman getting off then anything. 3: Learn to spell. |
I didn't say anything about your penis. The tiny little penis. The. |
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Ow ow ow. You try riding a bike the next day. |
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I like being a girl. Don't have to worry about hurting the other person (much, and usually that's biting, and they like it) or getting soft from too much alcohol. Wouldn't it be nice if guys were just a wee bit more considerate? |
That could cause some serious pain issues if not dealt with right. |
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Pain issues, maybe, if guys get whiplash trying to get a look. It's dealt with. |
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Is anyone looking for that file? |
I'll leave that to your oh-so-creative imagination. |
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Squirrels can't be about wood and nuts all the time. |
The life of a Squirrel in a "nut" shell. |
Aren't they out to get you or something? Wouldn't they try to hit you where it hurts? Simply logical. |
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Heck, if you came here and I theoretically had a boyfriend that boyfriend might turn out to be a ninja squirrel in disguise giving you blue balls. |
The size of the cat isn't really relevant, he's been trained since I got him to kill squirrel assasins. |
Does that training consist of plastic bags? |
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Humans do worse things. |
Personally, I prefer this one though. |
I like this one. |
can't we go back to talking about puke? that's why i can't eat Kraft Dinner. Not since i was in 4rth grade. I remember how good it was with hot dogs cut into it and everything, but i get sick just smelling it. |
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When I was smaller, we'd have an "irish" dinner once in a while, corned beef, mashed potatoes and boiled cabbage. |
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Occasionally we'd have this horrible beet, sour cream and herring salad, it's supposed to be a traditional Norweigian food but I can't stand herring or sour cream. I like beets now, but not the other stuff, bleah. My cousins and I would never eat it and we'd get asked by Grandparents, aunts and uncles: "What kind of Norweigian are you? Don't you have any pride in your heritage?" |
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I seriously doubt my family would have eaten reindeer meat, they came from the south, Mandal and Oslo. Some of them are still fishermen. Maybe it depends on your tradition or your cookbook. I've always eaten them with either applesauce or ketchup. |
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I took zinc once to help my memory and I got suddenly violently ill. I don't take it anymore. Nobody can be healthy without a balanced diet, even those who eat meat. You have to watch what you're putting in, that's all. I made the decision to stop when I was sixteen and extremely depressed, seeing a therapist and being encouraged by my parents to take drugs like ritalin and prozac. Eliminating meat from my diet was what worked for me, it wasn't something I could deal with anymore. |
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Thai Red Curry. I made it this evening and I am eating it now. With tofu and red and green peppers and tonight's special guest, broccoli. Heaven. The new paste I am using is amazing: Mae Ploy. I highly recommend it. Next time, I am going to buy their panang paste. No more Thai Kitchen for me I tell you what! Just remember to add about tablespoons each of brown sugar and fish sauce. |
It's that good. |
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honey from the fish hives, though. sounds delicious. i had this pork "FOR STEW". i didn't know what to do with it so i braised it in wine and water and fennel seed and salt for a good long time figuring that is stewish. but, just pork? so i threw in some rice and let it go until the rice was cooked and i had this odd thing. no broth, just purplerice and porkcubes. it, uh, heh. it is not good. every morning i eat what will fit on one fork. a cube of pork and purple rice to coat. eventually, it will beegone. |
i need to find and asian store and buy some curry paste. one of my old ones, she was the master of chicken & potato curry. mm. i should go visit her with some breasts and spuds and a tub of the yellow paste. and a can of coconutmilk. <--- vegan. |
Coconut juice and little bits of coconut in it. Yummy. Vegan. If you just get good vegetables then you won't need the fish sauce or chicken or whatever. Tofu forever! And you don't need to worry about touching your prepared vegetables with chicken blood and such. |
hand mixer- $8.50 cheapest electric mixer- $10 pretty good electric mixer- $15 big fancy mixer- $30 i like the hand mixer's simplicity (and it's fun crank!) but when do you need a hand mixer vs. electric? ever? but i want cookies NOW! |
. ALWAYS go with the crank. Much more satisfying. . Wait. Mixer? |
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You can always get a better electric mixer for hard-core baking. |
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i inherited my great grandmother's peuter grinder. it clamps on the side of the counter. she used it to make chopped chicken liver. she just stuck the cooked livers, eggs, and onions in the top and using the hand crack would grind it all up. good stuff. pez, did eliminating meat also take care of the symptoms that were being treated by drugs? |
unless they're super fancy |
through my teeth, at work. i am having trouble getting myself to eat meat anymore unless it's disguised with a lot of things...and that doesn't usually fit into any healthy eating idea. |
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turned out kinda flat. Need mixer. |
By then, the reasons for my symptoms had changed, it was more of an issue of depression than the ADHD itself. |
Now I want thai food. *I'm going to get the one that dave. and Agatha pointed out on my own since my mother will probably just get confused trying to order a used one. |
Chop cabbage into large bowl. Look for green peppers. Drive to store. Choose green peppers. Carry them to a cashier. Drive home. Find money. Drive to store. Buy green peppers. Drive home. Chop green peppers into bowl. Look for mayonnaise. Drive to stupid store. Buy mayonnaise. Drive home. Mix mayonnaise into bowl. Look for lousy raisins. Drive to store. Ignore cashier’s ignorant snickering. Buy stupid lousy raisins. Drive home. Mix raisins into bowl. Look for stupid lousy miserable damned stinking carrots. Drive to blasted stupid lousy store. Buy lousy miserable damned stinking stupid carrots. Yell at stupid ignorant Nazi redneck store personnel for laughing at you. Crawl to car. Drive home. Chop stupid lousy miserable damned stinking lousy stupid lousy miserable stupid stinking lousy carrots into bowl. Look for finger. Look harder for finger. Look everywhere for finger. See cat scurrying away. Chase cat out door. Follow cat into new neighbor’s house, surprising him in the middle of a crack deal. Dive over sofa to escape automatic weapon fire, landing on cat’s tail, causing cat to jump up screeching and claw new neighbor’s eyes as he’s bending over the sofa to shoot you, enabling you to grab automatic weapon from his hand and hold it on him and other crack dealer until police arrive, arrest them, and drive you and cat to hospital, where cat’s stomach is pumped, finger is found and it’s sewn on good as new. Collect reward of half of neighbor’s property from police drug dealer auction, then just buy all the ready-made coleslaw you want from a nice deli. SERVES UP TO 50,000 |
I think Ron will buy me a present. I love presents, too! Presents from IKEA are the best ever! Yesterday I met a fireman (yum!) and a computer programmer (yawn). today I lost my metropass. I miss that $100. I'm bored. |
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Ron bought me candles. yay Ron! |
i have wanted for a very long time one of those stainless steel lemon or lime pressers. can't find them anywhere. everyone says Target, but no target on earth has them. one said Williams Sonoma, but i just refuse. |
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http://www.wholelattelove.com/Francis/x3.cfm# light blue or orange. or red. not sure why i'm telling you this, or on this particular thread for that matter. |
if I were a millionare and I had to live in any country aside from Canada, I think I would open up my own branch of Tim Horton's, just so I could have my favourite ice cap whenever I wanted. |
I don't remember exactly why I chose it over the Francis Francis! model. It's a very nice one too. I'm gonna get one eventually. |
I just saw Margaret Cho live and you didn't, nyah nyah. She's my fucking hero. |
Cho rules. I missed a chance to see her when she came to Missoula. |
I'll never forget that. |
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that would be funny. |
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Now get back to being cute and idiosyncratic. |
what was the name of that comic book from "Chasing Amy"? Idiosyncratic what? |
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even though i've been here almost a decade, its still neat to see Crispin Glover shopping at the neighborhood trader joes. |
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yay! |
What did he buy? Do you ever go to the Rite Aid that's down the street from where Henry Rollins lives? On one of his albums he names the intersection and the times he is most likely to be there. That would be one hell of a feild trip, waiting for Henry. |
Im not sure which rite aid henry is referring too. They are all over. But if i had to guess, its somewhere on the westside or in the beach communities. i knew crispin lived in the neighborhood because he was a customer at the indie video store i worked at for a spell. along with kevin spacey and a handful of others. have you seen crispin in a little-known, otherwise flop of a movie called Fast Sofa? his character is tops. he's kinda on the short side, or shorter than I imagined him to be. I had a good 3-4" on him. |
Do you happen to live in the super hot and slightly pretentious loner actor area of town? |
Just kidding about the a-stalking thing. Unless you know where Vin Diesel lives. |
seriously. the part of town i live in has some of the best milf's in the country. and i notice them more because of my own baby mama. |
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who is crispin glover? his parents need to be spanked. |
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He's also good in Bartleby. Recently appeared in the remake of Willard. Also had a touring theatre company composed solely of actors with Downs syndrome. |
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Five Henkle Four Star Knives. The kind I'll actually use rather than a set. One 1 and a half quart Analon sauce pan. One steamer basket. Two plastic spoons for use with the small sauce pans. I'd like some more of these - maybe slightly larger. But, try finding something that won't scratch teflon in a size small enough for a one or one and a half quart sauce pan. Now I just have to learn how to cook more. |
I am so excited. And I am not allowed to purchase any more cookbooks until January 2005. |
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I lusted over a book entitled "Wild Fermentation" at the co-op for several weeks before purchasing it on Friday. The next door neighbors have some kombucha and might give me a starter. That'll be cool. |
It's "The Ex-Boyfriends Cookbook". These two ladies put togeather a lot of recipes there old boyfriends had cooked for them. Some of them looked quite good. |
none of my exboyfriends ever cooked for me. except pancakes. once. |
Ron's not my boyfriend, but sometimes he cooks for me. he's much better at it than Steve was. I like to be the provider. |
$175 (with membership) Well, it's the X5, not the X3... and I haven't looked at the membership details. |
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I haven't tried pods before. I haven't tried Illy yet, either. But I got the machine I wanted. My crazy friends pooled together and got it for me. |
oh, Steve Rafferty, how I love you! maybe this should go under Strange Attractions. |
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WHO IS STEVE?? |
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okay. just checking. |
