My wife’s family isn’t Scandinavian, but Spritz cookies are supposed to be. Still, her grandmother passed down this recipe (it’s even in her handwriting, if since scanned and shipped about via email), and whether it came from the nearby settlement of Swedes in Kansas or a church cookbook, it’s still one fine way to celebrate the season.
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It’s practically New Year’s Eve and simple champagne won’t do; you need something with a bit more elan and oomph. Enter the Seelbach Cocktail from a hotel of the same name in Louisville, Kentucky, via Ted Haigh, aka Dr. Cocktail’s handy Vintage Spirits & Forgotten Cocktails.
If you’ve recently shopped for fine chocolates in Paris, London, San Marino, Hong Kong, Melbourne, Istanbul, or Beirut, you might already know of Patchi, a company lauded for its delicious, all-natural delights.
Two West Coast food traditions have nothing on Ethiopia. Seattle-and the rest of the world-got beat to coffee by hundreds of years, and while San Francisco is famous for its sourdough, Ethiopia’s injera-a spongy, flatbread sourdough that is central to its cuisine-is centuries older.
Out of boredom and the desire to challenge myself with a simple cooking experiment came the idea to test my stubborn persistence: make a unique homemade dish every day for a month. To bring this one zany idea to fruition I needed:
Here’s what I want for Christmas-never to be so lazy that I can’t shake my own darn cocktail. Sur la Table has the useless Pro Electric Martini Shaker/Stirrer gizmo on sale at $99.95 discounted from $190, but I’d say that price has a decimal place to give before this shaker can even become the Singing Bass of 2007, something worth a laugh before it gets jammed in a closet or regifted to Uncle Herbie.
Yes, two weeks of writing about ridgeback shrimp-that’s how much I love them. Here, they’re just one more ingredient in a tasty melange that asks for substitutions. In fact, this recipe is based on a risi e bisi from Mario Batali’s Molto Italiano.
It’s hard to beat the ridgeback shrimp we can buy in Santa Barbara-they could be called poor-man’s lobster if monkfish didn’t beat them to that sobriquet. But unlike monkfish, they don’t stink up your house when they cook.