It’s a damn shame, but the Indian restaurants in Amsterdam are all pretty crap. Honestly, you can get better Indian food in Louisville. The Dutch have Indonesian food as their go-to takeaway and that, plus Holland’s fairly bland palate and intolerance of spicy foods, means that good Indian food is tough to find. I’ve tried dozens of […]
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Lucky’s
Read more...We got some beautiful carrots with the greens attached in our CSA box this week, along with some beets that I initially mistook for radishes, a zucchini, a cucumber that I initially mistook for another zucchini (it was dark, okay?), some green beans, a big bunch of basil, and an onion. We also got our […]
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latte art from Mrs Potter’s (Taken with instagram)
Read more...I was all set to make Bombay potatoes the other day, but then reminded myself that we didn’t have the requisite frying pan. Using this Jamie Oliver recipe as inspiration, I made some modifications and prepped some bitchin’ roasted Bombay potatoes in the oven instead. Ingredients:potatoes (duh) peeled & cubedroughly 2 tbsp olive oila bit […]
Read more...When we started unpacking on that first day in the new house, Trenton and I soon discovered that we were missing some key pieces of kitchenware—namely, pots and pans. Knowing I had only a wok and some wooden spoons, it didn’t take me long to think up a simple, yummy meal. Fried rice has become […]
Read more...Not too long ago I bought Trenton a crepe maker. We’d had a handful of awesome crepe experiences at various restaurants, and he was skeptical that such a delicacy could be made at home. Many years of French class had convinced me otherwise and so I special-ordered one from Bed, Bath, & Beyond (PS. what […]
Read more...Saturday night, Trenton, Luke, Eli, and I went to It’s All Greek To Me for dinner. Trenton and I had been there before for lunch, and loved it. The host/chef/waiter is this big, friendly, bald Greek man with a mustache who inserts “please” two or three times into every sentence. The menu had changed slightly […]
Read more...In my excitement to go over the next bit of my life’s adventure, I neglected to write about a sizable portion of what I’ve been up to these past few weeks. My last day at UofL was August 28th. Everything before that is largely irrelevant. I left with zero fanfare. As much as I might […]
Read more...I used to hate Joni Mitchell. My dad would play Blue and I would go on and on about her terrible, harpy voice. Even at seven, I could concede that she was a great songwriter—alright Dad, I’ll give you that, but her voice! I’d do my best Joni Mitchell warble, somewhere between a yodel and […]
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