Category Archives: Cooking

Day I’m-Not-Keeping-Track: Spaghetti Bolognese

I decided to see if the liquor store near my apartment building sold alcohol to minors. Turns out–they do. I got a bottle of something bubbly, then decided to drink before cooking spaghetti bolognese. Holy fuck. I don’t remember much

Day I’m-Not-Keeping-Track: Spaghetti Bolognese

I decided to see if the liquor store near my apartment building sold alcohol to minors. Turns out–they do. I got a bottle of something bubbly, then decided to drink before cooking spaghetti bolognese. Holy fuck. I don’t remember much

Comfort foods, Day 2

I don’t know how to cook. I can make badass scrambled eggs, but that’s the boundary of my culinary expertise. As a result, I think I may have undercooked the scallops yesterday. I suppose, especially with scallops purchased in the

Comfort foods, Day 2

I don’t know how to cook. I can make badass scrambled eggs, but that’s the boundary of my culinary expertise. As a result, I think I may have undercooked the scallops yesterday. I suppose, especially with scallops purchased in the

A summer of cooking, Day 1

Day 1 My apartment in New York–what I’ll call home for the next two months–has a view of the Hudson from the bedroom window. All day, I’ve watched the boats hum along the water. Maybe that’s what got me in

A summer of cooking, Day 1

Day 1 My apartment in New York–what I’ll call home for the next two months–has a view of the Hudson from the bedroom window. All day, I’ve watched the boats hum along the water. Maybe that’s what got me in