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Category: Eating

A fresh and simple arugula and walnut pesto recipe from my sisters at 1970 Dogwood Street

When Anne Haas and Jen Tucker post a recipe, I jot it down. I love pesto, though I don’t think I’ve ever had an arugula and walnut variant. Ever since I got right with pasta and potatoes, I am back in love with lovely sauces, and pesto is one of the most refreshing, healthy, restoring, […]

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My giant peppermill

The audacity of putting a gianormous screw top pepper grinder on top of and included with my peppercorn refill changed my life and I’ll never go back. No more peppermills for me, it’s storming ground pepper baby. I’m calling her Florence! Check that scale. I don’t have small hands. Awesome!

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Easy baked bone-in chicken thighs recipe

I am always looking for quick, easy, delicious ways to eat chicken. I used to be a breast white meat kind of guy (that’s just how I grew up) but I have fallen for dark meat. Chicken wings, thighs, and legs make me happy and are cheap and easy to prepare–and it’s hard to mess […]

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Pressure Cooker Porcupine Meatballs: Classic retro dinner, made in the pressure cooker. Ground beef and rice meatballs in a simple tomato sauce. (No porcupines!) 30 minute dinner.

Traditional porcupine meatballs recipe prepared in a pressure cooker

My mum’s pressure cooked porcupine meatballs were the ultimate special treat comfort food in my home growing up. They have such a unique smell and mouthfeel. While it was tomato-based, it was also very savory and the sauce looked a little more like a brown sauce than tomato sauce.

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Marks Mexican Meth Recipe of the Gods

Mark’s Mexican Meth is fit for a king but made for a pauper

Mark’s life is partially driven by his extreme frugalness. He’ll gladly starve himself to keep his per-day food costs down to two-dollars-a-day. He often calls it fasting or even “whoops, I totally forget to eat.” I, on the other hand, have never missed a meal.

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