GreatGrub - memoir

Heirloom potatoes

David — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 19:53:57 +0000

Three sumptuous-looking fillets of cod sat on my kitchen counter and all I could think of was my mother. In a made-for-TV moment, the wall in front of me blurred, some jingly-ghostly music played in …

Too much of a good thing

Peter Allen — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 22:32:36 +0000

There are many, many wonderful things about being with Raschinna. Beauty, brains, class, drive and an accent (St. Vincent in the Grenadines by way of Brooklyn) that I heard an admirer claim he could …

Potsticker Poser

karaokekatie — Fri, 29 Jun 2007 00:58:25 +0000

I felt like a Firecracker Shrimp fraud. A Potsticker poser. I had been invited to be a guest chef at a prestigious festival held at a swanky, mountain resort. This was the first time I would be doing …

When life gives you lemons, don’t add milk

dRottin — Fri, 13 Apr 2007 21:49:41 +0000

In my childhood summers that were boring, yet amazing, I often sold overpriced lemonade with the sun blazing. But my first try at making the sweet drink Would not be as successful as one would think …

Hanging with the Peeps

John — Thu, 12 Apr 2007 01:36:45 +0000

My friend’s twelve year-old daughter had been asking me to show her how to make homemade marshmallow peeps. So, the Saturday before Easter, my kitchen was transformed into peep central. All the …

The humble cracker

pi woman — Thu, 22 Mar 2007 18:00:40 +0000

Food does have a magical influence on people and it seems — sometimes — of all ages. Just tonight, my 17-month old daughter, Lucy, tasted a butter cracker for the first time. Not since …

Heart-Pounded Chicken

proscoe — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 18:05:40 +0000

Damn you, St. Valentine. Wasn’t it explicitly understood that Roman soldiers couldn’t marry? Didn’t Claudius II publicly declare that he would execute any priest who brazenly defied his rule? …

My favourite food

audrey — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 17:07:13 +0000

Hello. Here are all my favourite foods. My number one best food has to be watermelon. It’s so sweet and juicy! I love the way you take a bite, then feel the watermelon juice roll down your …

Give the boy a drink

David — Sat, 10 Feb 2007 06:13:55 +0000

I was seven when I first drank Sangria. It is worth a story. My dad bought one of those VW campers (where the roof extends upwards to reveal a couple of beds and the seats below morph into a large …

Out of the kitchen...

David — Thu, 08 Feb 2007 19:24:14 +0000

My dad held a belief that when a relationship comes to an end you let it go. He insisted no good can come from staying friendly with an ex. On a memorable occasion, some time in 1988, I remember …