Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Click, drool, repeat.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
A Wasted Weekend
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Recovery from PB&J withdrawal
Although I hope I am generally quite well-informed on, well, stuff, I returned to the
A few years ago, when the tomato crisis occurred, and before that, the great spinach scare of ’06, Cornell seemed exempt thanks to organic homegrown local foodie
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Everything in Moderation (Even Tapeworms)
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Jetlagged...for food.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Ski Food - Pro or Con?
For someone who has only skied five times in her life, I really really REALLY love it. So I know the connotations of skiing - rich snobby white people, who can afford their own skis and a season lift pass to the fanciest ski resorts in Colorado and the Alps. But in my limited experience, these stereotypes have been busted. In smaller, intimate, kind of slobby ski resorts in Montana, Utah, and California, the focus was on the slopes and the quality of snow, rather than the extra facilities and the gourmet dining and the yearly film festival.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
The Weekend of the Leek Soup
Last summer, my friend mailed me a going-to-Paris-have-fun book. It was a highly entertaining read, and I recommend it for much of its advice, if not this particular recipe. Therefore, said friend and I decided that one weekend we would try the “magical leek soup” diet. The premise is that leeks are nutritious, low in calories, tasty, and most of all, detoxifying, and that drinking the broth periodically will keep you hydrated, and eating some leek chunks will keep you “full.” Obviously, why didn’t we all think of that?
So I’m going to divulge this wonderful, top secret, gourmand, magical recipe. Are you all ready?
1) Chop leeks
2) Boil in water
3) Eat for 2 days straight
No oil, no salt, no seasoning. And in a fit of what I considered to be pure genius, I chopped up the dark green tough parts of the leeks too, not just the pale stems. Making it extra delicious and…fibrous.
I woke up Saturday morning at
Of course, I blame my social environment entirely. If not for living in a dorm, if not for having friends who eat, if not for this birthday party, if not for my insatiable appetite…but I digress.
I certainly don’t want to repeat my weekend experience, but at the same time, I feel passionately for the denigrated leek. I sincerely hope this post hasn’t adversely effected your relationship to this noble vegetable. I found joy and tastiness in leeks, in the form of a leek and lentil curry, after this weekend. I therefore advise you all to first fail then rectify.