Posts Tagged ‘recipe’

  • Recipe: “Mood Stabilizers”

    Recipe: “Mood Stabilizers”

    August 29th, 2010 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 3 Comments

    And I thought, you know what I enjoy at restaurants? Lettuce wraps. Give me a leaf from a head of green leaf lettuce, put some delicious crap in there, and I will eat it like some kind of madman taco — the crunch, the crispness, that slightly bitter tang of the lettuce. Yeah. Yes. I wanted that.

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  • The Time Traveling Cook: Ribs Burgundy

    The Time Traveling Cook: Ribs Burgundy

    January 2nd, 2010 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 11 Comments

    Maybe you heard, maybe you didn’t.
    For Christmas, I got a very cool cookbook — Bucks Cooks: The Artists’ County (or, since the cover is of dubious layout, Bucks, The Artist’s County, Cooks). It’s a cookbook put together by a bunch of locals in 1950 — at this point, a good 60 years ago.
    My plan is [...]

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  • A Saucy Distraction From The Cave Of Query Quivers

    A Saucy Distraction From The Cave Of Query Quivers

    October 16th, 2009 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 13 Comments

    I’ve sent off five query letters so far. That’s the goal. Five a day. Until I’ve reached some mysterious maximum and exhausted my sanity.
    True fact: submitting queries to agents makes me agitated. Butterflies in my stomach, for real. No idea why. I was able to fly to LA and pitch to various High-Level executives, [...]

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  • Mmm, Yeah Baby, Stuff That Squash, Nnngh

    Mmm, Yeah Baby, Stuff That Squash, Nnngh

    October 14th, 2009 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 11 Comments

    Get yourself two acorn squashes.
    Go on. Do it. What? I don’t mean later. I mean now. Christ, you people. Don’t question the Wendig.
    Okay, you have your acorn squashes. Well-done. You’ve just saved yourself from the coming pogrom. Warm your oven. Go to 400F. Now cut those bastards in half. A serrated knife can be good, [...]

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  • Doctor Frankenstein’s Festival of Fried Cow

    Doctor Frankenstein’s Festival of Fried Cow

    September 30th, 2009 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 15 Comments

    I rarely follow a recipe. This is possibly because my grandmother never followed a recipe; everything was a handful of this, a shrug of that, and somehow, dinner was born. It’s also possibly because I’m lazy, or that I’ve convinced myself of the value of creativity in the kitchen. It hasn’t killed us so far.
    What [...]

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