Posts Tagged: comfort food

FDNY Vanilla Bean Rice Pudding

For the longest time, I was blissfully ignorant of the intricacies of rice pudding. “It’s vanilla pudding with rice in it, how complicated can it be?” my naive younger self (version 1.2) crowed. You see, the hubby, despite all his

FDNY Vanilla Bean Rice Pudding

For the longest time, I was blissfully ignorant of the intricacies of rice pudding. “It’s vanilla pudding with rice in it, how complicated can it be?” my naive younger self (version 1.2) crowed. You see, the hubby, despite all his

肉じゃが: Hearty Yet Light Japanese Meat & Potatoes?

Like many people, after weathering the cold and hectic frenzy the winter holiday season seems to bring into our lives (not to mention the additional celebratory poundage), I feel the need to eat something hearty and belly-warming but not coma

肉じゃが: Hearty Yet Light Japanese Meat & Potatoes?

Like many people, after weathering the cold and hectic frenzy the winter holiday season seems to bring into our lives (not to mention the additional celebratory poundage), I feel the need to eat something hearty and belly-warming but not coma

The Thermometer’s Reading Chicken Matzo Ball Soup

Growing up in North Dakota in a family that loves fish sauce like some people prize bacon, I’m not quite sure where I picked up my love of matzo ball soup. Probably the same place as my penchant for rugelach

The Thermometer’s Reading Chicken Matzo Ball Soup

Growing up in North Dakota in a family that loves fish sauce like some people prize bacon, I’m not quite sure where I picked up my love of matzo ball soup. Probably the same place as my penchant for rugelach

豚団子鍋: Toasty Japanese Pork-y Meatball Hotpot

After the hot, droughty extended summer apparently monsoon season has hit the Pacific NW. (We’ll just gloss over the fact that the Indian Ocean is over 7000 miles away, shall we?) In a spectacular bipolar display, old man weather has

豚団子鍋: Toasty Japanese Pork-y Meatball Hotpot

After the hot, droughty extended summer apparently monsoon season has hit the Pacific NW. (We’ll just gloss over the fact that the Indian Ocean is over 7000 miles away, shall we?) In a spectacular bipolar display, old man weather has