I’m still a professional cook, but at a different restaurant in the Twin Cities. I’m also still writing for Heavy Table, but Eat Me Daily is, unfortunately, currently defunct.
I got a haircut. UHHHHHHH
My little sister is coming into town today, so I’ve been buying and cooking up snacks for her to eat while she’s here. I can’t remember what she likes, though. Eggs? Everyone likes eggs! Shit.
I have no bread for toast! I haven’t baked anything for months! And fuck that, I’m not buying the Rustica hype and getting my bread from them! (I think their bread is fine, but I’m kind of over the whole “this purveyor is the Jesus of purveyors” BS. If you do it at home, it will probably be better.)
Mark Bittman’s recipe for French bread is great because all you really need is a functioning oven and a food processor. Mine, a modest 4-cup Cuisinart, couldn’t really deal with Bittman’s original proportions, so I halved the recipe and made two fucking hipster skinny-jean-sized loaves. There are four ingredients in this! Including water! Will the wonders never cease?