Back in the middle of July, I was in the midst of doing deadlifts when I felt one of my trigger points go, and immediately I knew I would be in trouble. There’s a tiny muscle in your glutes called the piriformis, and it controls stabilization and more importantly, it’s right up by the sciatic…
The Hemingway on the Beach from Perch Los Angeles, but at home.
Much like the Last Train to Priorat at Boqueria was a sign that I should probably get a bottle of Luxardo maraschino liqueur, my first sip of Perch’s Hemingway on the Beach was the deciding factor to finally pull the trigger because I knew I wanted to make them both at home, and well, I…
Pan-fried trout filets with Giada De Laurentiis’s pea puree.
One skill I’m really working on in the kitchen right now is getting better with breaking down whole fish, but I will admit that if given the opportunity, I will still go with filets if they are available. This is particularly true with trout, because trout are small, have tons of pin bones , and…
Images (not) from New York, a respite in Chicago edition.
We planned and booked our flights to Chicago while sitting at Flying Dog Taphouse in BWI back in April while waiting for our flight to Houston for our Galveston trip. With the exception of 2020, I really love that this has become a tradition for us, because Chicago is a fun city to visit in…
Moorish-spiced chicken thigh salad with pistachios and citrus-yogurt dressing inspired by Spanish Diner in Mercado Little Spain.
We’re in the throes of August, and thanks to climate change, the heat this summer has been incredibly intense and therefore I’m fully in line with Michael about not turning on the stove until late September at the earliest at this point. This of course means that our Tuesday chicken thigh dinners have transferred to…
Images (not) from New York, one evening in Los Angeles edition.
Contrary to Cher’s dad’s assertion in Clueless, I’m pretty sure nothing in LA takes twenty minutes to get to, but then again that movie came out over 25 years ago so things can totally change (and an oblivious, wealthy person can still get anywhere they need to go in 20 minutes regardless of the actual…
Recreating Boqueria’s Last Train to Priorat cocktail at home.
About a block and a half away from where we like to stay in Manhattan sits the Boqueria West 40th Street, easily one of the best places to get a bite to eat and a good drink in Times Square proper. More often than not I’m successful in convincing Michael to get a little more…
Fettuccine with prosciutto di Parma, Irish butter, and basil inspired by American Sfoglino.
I have to admit–ever since the decision came down two weeks ago (as I write this) about Roe v. Wade, my creative output has stalled. I was so thankful that I had already procured all of our groceries the day before for the week because the idea of having to think about what to make…
José Andrés’s Catalan sausages with pressure cooker beans.
If you travel out of New York City on Amtrak these days, you’re likely to end up in the Moynihan Train Hall part of Penn Station. Taking over what was the Farley Post Office Building, it’s a beautiful, soaring structure meant to be reminiscent of the old Penn Station that was knocked down in favor…
Images (not) from New York, Long Beach CA edition.
Another week, another trade show for Michael, and the opportunity to explore another new-to-me city came up at the end of May, this time taking us back to California but to a different part of that massive state. There are YouTubers who I follow who like to snark on the fact that Michael Eisner went…
The Manhattan [food] Project 