I think it’s safe to say that I’m not alone in my deep love for bread or maybe it’s carbs… Either way, I’m enamored not only with eating the stuff but the whole process of making bread from start to finish.
In past years I’ve dedicated time towards learning the ins and outs of making something in particular. I’ve already mentioned in a previous post that I spent a year trying to find/make the perfect chocolate chip cookie. Another year was dedicated towards playing with flavors for desserts which, by the way, is a life project. This year my focus has been on bread.
I started off the year by attempting to make my own sourdough starter. It was as ambitious as it sounds and needless to say Project Sourdough will have to be restarted again. I’m not too upset about it since it’ll be an interesting topic for this blog.
A few weekends ago I tried my hand again at making English muffins. Traditionally, English muffins aren’t baked but cooked on top of a griddle.
. if majin bu & jabba the hutt had a baby it would look something like this, on a cone . There are a few themes going on this week with my posts. I get very nostalgic especially when it comes to food and I tend to connect the past with the present. Hmm…that could quite possibly be the … Continue reading Childhood Swirls
There’s nothing that screams childhood more than mac and cheese. Albeit the childhood mac and cheese that I’m unashamedly fond of is in a blue box, takes about 3 minutes to make, and about the same time to consume not without burning the interior of your mouth and your esophagus first. This mac and cheese … Continue reading Mac Attack
Fun fact, I spent a year trying to create what I think is the perfect chocolate chip cookie recipe.
Last week I had the strongest craving for a freshly baked, chocolate-chip cookie (or two) like the one I’m holding in the picture above.
Does anyone ever have cravings like that?
Anyway, usually I have some dough from another batch sitting in freezer, ready to be dropped onto a baking sheet and popped into the oven. I could have sworn I did, but to my great disappointment there wasn’t. So I settled for the emergency roll of cookie dough.
In my year of crafting the perfect cookie, I gathered, as I usually do when I’m cooking or baking, many life lessons. Here are my top three.
National Donut (Doughnut) Day, in my opinion, is any day I consume a donut (or three). Alas, the world doesn’t revolve around my gastronomical calendar or, a more fitting term, gastronomical whims.
In any case, the first Friday in June is the official National Donut Day which I am more than happy to celebrate. I have a deep affection for donuttery confections and I am glad that donuts have become so trendy. While baking cupcakes is part of my baking repertoire, I’m not a fan of eating them and if I do, it has to have frosting which is usually the best part of an actual cupcake if done right.
After many requests to start a blog, I’ve finally started one with the intention (and determination) to keep it alive, well, and updated.
Hopefully you can see in the picture above, beneath the mountain of rice noodles, vegetables, and meat, our kaldero which, translated from Taglog to English is “cooking pot.” For as long as I can remember, we’ve always had this kaldero in the family. Growing up with an older sister, five aunts who were close in age, parents, and lolo (my dad’s dad), there was always a need to make enough food to feed an army, on a budget, and preferably in one pot.