There is no shortage of drag queens in NYC. You can’t throw a rock without hitting some twink in a dress who thinks he’s got what it takes to shantay down the runway just because he’s seen every season of Ru Paul’s Drag Race while practicing YouTube makeup tutorials. There’s
It is my ultimate destiny to bake bread: I am too broke to buy it every day, and bread is delicious. It is only a natural progression. Unfortunately, said natural progression didn’t happen so naturally. Initially, I wanted to blame most of my inability at baking bread (actually, all of it)
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Even rotten bananas can learn to be good. Does one rotten banana spoil the whole bunch? Well if you wanna make damn good banana bread, you better hope so. You see, that’s the beauty of banana bread; baking a really tasty loaf is dependent upon your wastefulness. With some commonplace
I just celebrated my 25th birthday and have been dismayed to discover that not everyone loves birthdays as much as I do. The birthday scrooges among us gripe about the passage of another pointless year, whine about the crow’s feet and gray hairs that come with age, worry that they’re
My Grandmother makes the best bread in the world. Truth. I would never even attempt to reach the Grandma-Magic levels of perfection, but I have always wanted to try my hand at baking something other than those pre-made rolls in a tube that scare the shit out of me when
Have you ever gotten someone a birthday present that you soon realize they will hate? That happened to me recently for my hubby’s birthday. I was trying to be creative and so I got him’a cooking class. Apparently, I had been trying to get him to go to a cooking
I really love how many events these days are centered around local food, and this one sounds pretty sweet (as in both cool and sugary). Usually I don’t give a shit, but occasionally I feel just slightly patriotic. You know, around voting time, the Olympics, and yesterday because of the