Honeymoon – Katsu Curry with Green Onion and Poached Egg

My brain briefly danced with the idea of writing a series of travel posts to memorialize our honeymoon. But free time is difficult to come by and my iPhone photos are hardly the type to evoke dreamy wanderlust so the dance came to an abrupt halt. Alas, we’ll just have to make do with some…

I Need a Break from Emails – Warm Hummus with Spiced Lamb

I realized I haven’t written anything of note lately. Every day I write work emails. Hi So and so! Here’s a quick recap of our sync yesterday: Bullet point 1. Bullet point 2. Bullet point 3. Please let me know if there are any action items we need to recalibrate on (oh yes, recalibrate is…

Prejudiced – Lamb Loin Chops

This was supposed to be a sandwich post. I had the post all thought out – I’d write about prejudice. Nothing thought-provoking or stomach-churning, just a few paragraphs detailing my extreme prejudice with regards to sandwiches. Un-toasted wonder bread? No. Pathetic slices of limp, compressed turkey masquerading as honey-smoked ham? No. Shredded lettuce Subway style?…

Finally – Chimichurri Steak Salad

I stay true to my promises. To everyone who has queried about the dearth of blog posts this past month, here’s the long-awaited end to the drought. Let’s talk about pet peeves. I had a teacher in high school who had something against pen-clicking. She had the short gray curls of a woman past middle…

The Common Room – Bulgogi Tacos

At the little international school I attended in high school, there was a common room reserved for the top of the food chain. There, the 11th and 12th graders congregated to drink coffee, roll cigarettes, and gossip the best we could about our 120-student strong school, of which three quarters was below the age of…

2016 – Duck Noodle Soup with Crispy Braised Duck Legs

I’m drained from writing this recipe. When I first asked my mom to teach me how to cook, I was a college sophomore to be. It was 2010. I didn’t know how to dice an onion. But that didn’t cross my mind until a few months later, when I was faced with a whole onion…

Reasons to Panic

Sometimes inspiration is hard to come by. Sometimes it comes to you unbidden. I was riding a bicycle built for four. Like the red and white striped canopy kind steered around idyllic lakes by grinning tourists. Except mine was strictly utilitarian – all steel, no frills. I clambered onto it alone, complaining to a friend…