Published April 29, 2011
Food , Recipes
Tags: Alioli, Andalucia, Garlic, Jamón, Peppers, Pork, Sandwich, Sauce, Serranito, Spain
I have become one of those bloggers that I don’t entirely approve of – food bloggers who post pictures without a single recipe. When I read multiple posts like that, I get resentful, as if they are flaunting their luck that I cannot share. But really, that’s just jealousy. When they tell me where I can find that food, it’s like having visual yellow pages and my heart warms with travel fantasies.
It’s worse when it’s a recipe of their own making and they maliciously leave out an ingredient or step, like an ancient craftsman guarding a certain glaze or technique. If you are going to have a public blog, why in the world are you not sharing the bounty of good food? It just makes me tend back towards my old grudge against blogs – at best they are clever, informative, and entertaining. At worst they are a socially acceptable form of public, emotional masturbation. Yes, I understand this is hypocritical as I myself have a blog. But I swear that if I have a recipe, I will hand it over. I want to share tasty bits, not use them as culinary ransom for company.
Stepping off soapbox. In apology for recent posts about food you cannot eat, I offer something you can! And it’s Spanish! Double win!
Continue reading ‘El Serranito’
About a month ago, I took a short jaunt up to London and Brighton to witness the graduation of my friend Caroline. I am monstrously proud of her and her fancy pants Master’s degree (and now her pending PhD journey!) and was excited to go be her personal cheering section. As I’m the closest, geographically, it made sense that I would play surrogate mom, making a fool of myself and generally taking lots of pictures and beaming.
One of the many things that delights me about Caroline is that like me, she knows how to think with her stomach. So I’d like to share with you some of the tasty tidbits that she managed to finagle into our trip.
First of all, thank you so much to Caroline, Bea, Megan, and Bridie for giving me the best weekend I’ve had in a long time full of delicious Asian food and hard cider. Two things that are severely lacking in my Mediterranean diet. I hope I get the chance to hop up there again, because I’m not done with you all yet.
Now for gratuitous pictures of food. Just a bit, though, because I was too busy being proud of all those smarty pants I just mentioned and their posh degrees.
Continue reading ‘Heyo, Britain.’