With my goal of cooking out of 138 cookbooks this year, I’m generally not relying on internet recipes all that much, with a few exceptions. This is one of them–we had these meatballs for the first time back in early February when my in-laws all convened in Philadelphia to celebrate winter birthdays. My brother-in-law made…
Tag: ground lamb
Baharat-spiced ground lamb with grape-pistachio salad and Zahav hummus tehina.
I know I’ve been writing a lot about Michael Solomonov and Zahav and Israeli Soul recently, but I can’t help myself because the restaurant and both cookbooks are really that good. A few weeks ago, Helen Rosner published a list of what she feels are the best cookbooks of the new century up until this…
Hummus kawarma from Jerusalem: A Cookbook and checking in.
Given everything that’s going on in my newly-adopted city, it feels frivolous to post about food and recipes as if everything is awesome which is why I’ve been a bit quiet around here. It’s definitely been a surreal few days, from meeting Bryan Voltaggio and getting his latest cookbook at the Orioles game on Saturday…
02.02.13: recipes from Polpo (lamb-pistachio meatballs, pericatelli in salsa, and roasted grape and goat cheese bruschette)
As a rule, I try not to be too precious about my cookbooks. They’re meant to be practical, after all, and the best ones should bear the stains of cooking: the pages a little warped from sauce splatters, little smudges here and there on the edges, even pages escaping the binding after years and years of…
01.29.11: dinner (a riff on Heston Blumenthal’s “perfect spaghetti bolognese”)
It seems to me that, in some ways, it’s easier to explore culinary innovation in Britain precisely because we have no strong food tradition to enchain us. Heston Blumenthal, In Search of Perfection We’ve had a copy of In Search of Perfection on our cookbook shelf for a few years now, but never cracked it…
02.07.09: dinner, Piemonte-style (subtitle: baked onions and veal cutlets)
The thought of eating a whole onion usually brings to mind a late-eightes/early-ninties sitcom trope: biting into a a fresh one (sometimes without removing the skin) to make one’s breath overly pungent, then getting into a foe’s face and “overwhelming” them with the smell. I know it was a gag on Full House at least…
06.27.09: dinner. (simple Saturday/accidental Tapas)
Saturday I was in the mood for something simple and dare I say inauspicious. There were some lovely tomatoes at Romeo’s and I felt comfortably deep enough into the summer to enjoy some nice bruschetta. I got the notion to proceed in this fashion- there’d be a giant loaf of bread in play, so why…
The Manhattan [food] Project 