Gelatte

The simple, straightforward, unadulterated truth is this: coffee is the nectar of the Gods. I love coffee. I’ve roasted my own beans. I leave little to chance when it comes to coffee or latte. This makes me either a wingnut or high priest. Let’s go with the wingnut. :: Follow Gromit’s tracks for more

Eggnog

I came across this recipe recently and thought it would be fun to share it now.

There’s this place in Ithaca, New York called Purity Dairy that makes killer ice cream. It’s got to be the best I’ve ever had, hands down. About ten years ago I found out they make eggnog for about four weeks around Christmas time. It was creamy, eggy, had a hint of vanilla, cinnamon, and nutmeg. The mouthfeel was thick, almost like drinking melted ice cream which had been refrigerated. :: Follow Gromit’s tracks for more

Blueberry Epiphany

While I was attending classes at the Culinary Institute of America I took a trip to Red Hook, New York. There was a u-pick blueberry farm just off the main drag with the biggest blueberries I’ve ever laid eyes on. Blueberries were never high on my list favorites. Granted they taste terrific, but I could pass on them without blinking an eye.

Why I bought a quart is still a mystery to me, but I did.

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