A little family time mixed with one kickass hollandaise sauce

It is 7:49 p.m.—or at least it was when I wrote this. A typical weekday night … no. Wait. Let me retract that statement as there is no such thing as typical in my household. The same household, mind you, my ever curious neighbor from down the street has, on more than one occasion, dubbed a…

You’ve seen one lasagna, you’ve seen them all —

I have to be careful here — see this might be one of those posts that earn me a hater or two … but then again, the risk of offending someone to the point that they don’t want to read my blog isn’t really anything I’m overly concerned about. And come to think of it,…

Baby Penguins and Hollandaise Sauce

When asked if there’s one thing in my kitchen I can’t live without, I can’t help but want to answer, “water” – I mean duh. But OK. OK. I’ll play along and as I do, I can’t help but drift off to the strange but wonderful land of French cooking … the one where butter…

NEWFLASH: Breakfast cereal takes Viagra!

Anyone reading this in advertising? No, I’m not looking to hire, but I do have a question. And yes, I have written about this before – see the talking hot dog on the left if you’re so inclined. Have you seen the latest commercial for Cinnamon Toast Crunch? That’s not my real question … that’s…