- Jalapeno Pickle Brined Fried Chicken (with ranch. duh, this is America)
- Blue Cheese Potato Salad w/ Bacon and Scallion
- Beergarita Popsicles with Smoky Chile Salt
- Tomato and Peach salad with Basil and Red Onion
- Strawberry Icebox Cake
There’s a lot of stuff we hope you take away from reading this blog. Little things like making sure you eat (so you don’t turn into a cunt). Jokey stuff about not eating dairy on Valentine’s Day (which is actually very sound advice). Even bigger preachy shit about maaaybe giving yourself a break and NOT viewing weightloss as the pinnacle of being a successful human.
But the biggest thing we hope you remember after reading my dumb little words and looking at Lucy’s photos: food doesn’t have to be fancy to be delicious. Nothing tastes better than getting out of the way of tasty ingredients. And, right now, our ingredient of choice is strawberries.
We’ve always taken issue with the decadent Valentines day desserts. Don’t get us wrong. Like. We get it. Chocolate is tasty. Ordering dessert gives the impressions that you’re generous. Sharing it makes you look romantic. And, like Cher Horowitz said, “Anything you can do to draw attention to your mouth is good.” When you’re two bottles of wine deep, the chocolate bombe with a cheese course chaser sounds like a great plan– but no one wants a pound of heavy cream fermenting in their gut while they’re making out.
We say, skip that shitty chocolate lava cake and invite your date back to your place for Orange Chocolate Date truffles.
Last week we started making little food presents for our favorite people instead of buying stuff with money we don’t have. In addition to giving folks a little warm fuzzy when they dig around in the fridge, it’s also clearing out our Mason Jar hoards and giving us something to do with our idle, stressed out hands.
We love our families, both genetic and chosen, with all our hearts but the holidays are far from easy. Between travel and conflicting personalities and personal histories: feeling like a sane, balanced human who is capable of charm, rational thinking, and patience is fucking rare. Not that’d you’d ever guess in a million years, but we’re both kind of control freaks. This time of year challenges those inclinations big time. Focusing on being loving towards the people who, despite being in our hearts, make our ass clench while we do something productive soothes our crazies and makes the impending hangs feel more manageable.
Preparing and packaging these gifts are our coping mechanism, our tiny meditation, to have one area of control that is also an act of devotion to the people who, um, challenge us. A Lot.
Also helping get through the season is consuming the shit that we make. Namely, Lime and Thyme Simple Syrup. With lots of gin and a shot of seltzer. It is truly a Christmas Fucking Miracle.
This holiday season we’re sharing the love without breaking our (already broken) bank accounts. Instead of store-bought presents or pricy dinners out, we’re making our favorite people food. Nothing fancy, just little jars and bottles of pantry-or-fridge-stable goodies. Each costs less than $5 to put together and will hopefully remind our favorite humans that we care every time they look in the cupboard.
We put together a few of our most favorite tasty presents here so you can send a little snack-love to your tribe and have more– including the best-ever simple syrup for gin cocktails– coming next week!
As is my (Rachel’s) Capricornian wont, Thanksgiving’s menu and grocery lists have been finalized for like a month. The meticulous color-coded spreadsheet that cross references guest lists for allergies and dietary restrictions with conditional formatting and automatically generates a comprehensive grocery list with vlookups is one the most satisfying things I do all year. One of the spreadsheet tabs is a calendar that breaks down Thanksgiving day hour-by hour, and schedules everything that needs to get done. More than just “basics” like what time the oven should change to be the right temperature for the biscuits and when we should start plating the cranberry mostarda, it also schedules the most important task of the entire day: Breakfast.
Making holiday cookies with (and for) friends is one of the best parts of our winter. Nothing brings you together quite like destroying a kitchen, eating raw cookie dough for major meal components, and playing John Denver and the Muppets at full blast.
This year we’ve put together three alternatives to the ubiquitous sugar cookies. The first of these: Alfajores….
What kind of asshole leaves Santa plain, boring milk?
The man has been flying around the world, delivering presents, all day. He needs a stiff drink with your cookies, and, let’s be honest, you probably do, too.
Boozy milk sounds like a bad, curdley choice but it’s not. It’s cozy and comforting– and the bite of the booze makes cookie dunking even more delicious. These are two of our all time favorite cocktails that are perfect for Santa (not to mention getting tipsy in front of Grandma without looking suspicious)….
We’ve always resented that Apples are the defacto fruit of the harvest season. Don’t get us wrong, apples are… fine. But, I suppose, that’s exactly the problem. Apples aren’t special and are, at best, merely palatable. They’re the Mumford & Sons of produce. Technically, they’re okay. There’s nothing particularly offensive– or interesting– but after a while, the mediocrity of it all makes you want to punch someone in the cunt.
This year, we’ve had enough. We’re done with Apples for the foreseeable future and have, instead, switched to Pears.
In light of the flurry of diet, weight loss, and “cleanse” chatter we see every January, we’d like to take a second to affirm each and every one of your rights to opt out of diet culture.
You are not a “before.” You are not a result waiting to happen. You are, exactly as you are today and as you were last year, a perfectly imperfect, complete person that deserves love, fair treatment, respect, kindness, and the occasional cookie.