May 16, 2013
Just as we were preparing to leave on our trip a few weeks ago, Dave started to get the sniffles. By the time we landed in the Czech Republic, he had a full-blown head cold, and a few days later, I was taken out by germs, too.
The weather in Prague was rainy and cool — perfect for my black leather jacket and a bowl of fortifying Czech Garlic Soup (in Czech: česnečka) at the pub around the corner from...
Jan 2, 2013
I like my music to be either upbeat or angry (or, in rare cases, heart-wrenchingly sad), but never middle-of-the-road mellow.
I like most of my clothing to be black or, alternately, vibrant colors like orange, neon green, hot pink, or red, but never pastels.
And I like my soups to be either big, chunky bits of meat and vegetables — cooked separately then arranged in a bowl and covered with broth — or...
Nov 5, 2012
If someone asked me, “Do you like soup?” my answer would probably be a meh-ish, noncommittal shrug. (I don’t know why someone would ask me if I like soup. Just play along; I’m trying to make a point.)
Generally speaking, I’m not a soup-a- holic.
But then, if I think about it, there have been some memorably delicious bowls of soup in my life. Chicken soup with liver dumplings...
Oct 24, 2012
It’s not exactly soup weather in Austin yet. The temperature is still annoyingly hovering in the high 80s, and the stack of (super cute) sweaters I bought a few weeks ago sits on my shelf, mocking me and the life choices that brought me to the land of perpetual flip flops and the (questionable) glory of swimming holes.
But that doesn’t mean that I can’t eat soup.
In fact, I’m eating...
Feb 23, 2012
As much as I enjoy playing in the kitchen, I like to balance “project recipes” (I’m looking at you, Paleo Chicken Bastila.) and dead-simple dishes that require almost no work with a big flavor payoff. This is my first in a series of Super Simple recipes that are made with minimal fuss, just a few ingredients, and produce leftovers that can be used in other dishes.
I don’t know...
Oct 17, 2010
I feel kinda funny calling this a recipe because it’s so dead easy. But I’ve made it three times, and every time, Dave exclaims about how delicious it is. Seems worth sharing.
The first time I made it, we’d just returned from Prague, along with the head colds we picked up on the airplane. I really wanted soup, but thought I didn’t have anything in the house to make some. I walked...