It turns out that you don’t have to train for 30 years to make sushi at home that tastes amazing. Every time I decide to make homemade sushi, the results astound me. With no formal training and my only real guide being my personal obsession as a consumer of the japanese favorite, it’s surprisingly doable. I won’t say that it’s easy because it takes plenty of preparation and specific ingredients that aren’t always easy to find. But if you have the determination and a passion for sushi, it’s doable. Here is my fairly, foolproof method.
This long Labor Day weekend was one of food and family. Having my brother in town means another pair of hands in the kitchen! And what better opportunity to try my first curry and a peach dessert that have been burning the pixels on my pinterest board for months. First for the butter chicken. This particular recipe was specifically a slow cooker recipe but we made some adjustments and used my dutch oven instead.
London is my favorite city in the world. It’s really important to me that I include London in my blog and that I represent it with the love that I have for it. I spent 6 months of my life there. I met my husband there. It was practically the most important time in my adult life, so it’s an important part of me. It’s because of this that I have decided that I must write my guide to London. It’s never going to be THE guide to London, and it’s not so much for anyone else as it is for me. It will be my love letter to my favorite place on earth.
We don’t get along. As you may know from my previous posts, I am trying out a few meal delivery services like Blue Apron and Hello Fresh. While I have enjoyed the experiment, the novelty is wearing off and unfortunately I am going to take that out on Marley Spoon. One of my biggest complaints about the meal services on a whole is how uncreative it can be. You don’t really get to express yourself or make any choices. But at least they do some of the creative thinking for you. But I found Marley Spoon very unimaginative with their dishes in comparison to the others.
I have to admit that I am a bit of a mess around celebrities. Even minor celebrities turn me into a moron. My first celebrity sighting was in Seattle at the Whole Foods in South Lake Union. Spotted by her unforgettable scar, I saw Padma Lakshmi perusing the aisles with her posse. Knowing that Top Chef’s next season was supposedly in Seattle, I put the pieces together and thoughtlessly started following her through the produce section. I know this sounds completely crazy but what can I say, I wasn’t thinking and I was just so damn curious. Anyway, the madness was quickly ended when I heard a “move along ladies” from her entourage, indicating that I wasn’t the only one in this starstruck stupor.