Cooking with Murray
Piccata supposedly means “annoyed”, according to Wikipedia, but not trusting Wikipedia, I checked WordReference.com, which informs me that “piccare” (the verb of which ‘piccata’ is the past participle) means “to pretend to be good at something”. I don’t know what this chicken is annoyed at or pretending to be, but it is definitely delicious. Continue reading “Chicken Piccata”
I admit, this one isn’t an old family recipe. I was inspired to make this by, of all things, The Sims 3. And not my first playthrough, either — I didn’t make this until at least 2011, probably later. It’s quickly become a staple, though. I mean, pasta with bacon, eggs, and cheese? What’s not to love? Continue reading “Carbonara”
When I was a wee bairn living in Queens, my great-aunt Katie lived in Flatbush, and not far from her was a baker that made excellent semolina bread. Aunt Katie is in a home now, and I have no idea if that baker’s still around, but I still remember the bread, and I still have a soft spot for semolina bread. Since I have all this sourdough starter lying around, I figured I’d try my hand at it. Continue reading “Semolina Sourdough”
I first made sourdough about 10 years ago, I want to say, from a starter my friend Dale gave me. I kept that starter for about a year and made bread from it all of once. It was really good bread, but I never felt I really had time to make it. My friend Kat from work gave me some starter last week, and I thought I would try it again. Continue reading “Sourdough”