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Fettuccine Alfredo With Savory Meatballs
A long time ago I was in a quandary about what to make for dinner. You know, that moment when you run out of ideas and you have used up the 365 different ways to prepare hamburger, pork chops, and Thanksgiving turkey!? Well, I had always made meatballs with tomato sauce and I love fettuccine so I put the two of them together and made my own sauce from scratch, only the alfredo instead of tomato. Yes, I know, it seems like a rendition of spagettie and meatballs but, it's a whole new fettuccine when you add the meatballs.
By Pamela k Conoly8 years ago in Feast
The Flan Story
Last night one of my father’s friends arranged a dinner in a trendy Cuban restaurant called Havana 1920 in downtown San Diego and something happened… a huge craving was lifted up that prompted me to look at the desserts menu online hours before going to the restaurant because of one possibility, do they have flan? I found “Abuela’s Flan” on that menu and even before getting there I had my ratatouille moment.
By Jean Silva8 years ago in Feast
Brownie Cookie Cups
At my house I can most often be found in the kitchen baking. Cookies, cakes, muffins, tarts, you name it and I can be found baking it. I love every part of it from brisk pace to the creating kitchen magic, even the delicious smells fuel my passion. It is a great hobby of mine and no one can argue with the delicious results.
By Liana Hewitt8 years ago in Feast
My Coffee Journey
I find it amusing, thinking about how much I love coffee now considering my first few encounters with it. I haven't always loved coffee. I remember the first time I ever tried it. I was in the car with my dad on the way to school when I slipped a sip from his travel mug just as he looked in the other direction. I instantly regretted it. I had been led to believe from media everywhere that this mysterious drink was the thing that kept the world turning. Nothing could be done before a coffee fix had been had. So you can imagine my disappointment when I wasn't greeted into the exclusive club of coffee drinkers by a warm mouthful of liquid gold that would change my life forever, but instead by a luke-warm and bitter—yet bland—slap in the taste buds. I didn't get what the hype was all about, and I wouldn't for the next few years.
By Ewan Cameron8 years ago in Feast
Pizza
Pizza was named as a poor man’s food, as you can probably tell by the ingredients (flour, water and yeast) being so simple and cost effective. But, let me tell you the history first. It first started in Napoli. It was first just a basic flat bread with any veg, meat, or fish they can get their hands on or afford, but Raffaele Esposito got asked to make one for Queen Margarita back in the day and so he made one, representing the Italian flag by using tomato for the red , basil for the green, and mozzarella for the white. In the end the queen loved it, so they called it the famous Margarita pizza and from then it still goes on now.
By Charlie Fox8 years ago in Feast
Top Natural Kitchen Cleaning Products
Instead of looking at all natural food finds, let's take a look at the top natural kitchen cleaning products so the workspace and temple doesn't get too destroyed in all your cooking pleasures. Plus, while you'll be cleaning, you're also saving the environment—or, at least, keeping it safer from these more harmful products with degrading ingredients. Don't worry, either, not all of them are way too expensive like you might think; we chose the best in both price range and ingredients to make sure these cleaning products are the cleanest in the biz.
By Johnson Bernard8 years ago in Feast
Red Hot Chili Peppers
The girl’s hands smell of vinegar, chilis, something devil-spiced and cauldron-stewed. Her perfume is a country that she will never visit. She has no patience for people who would stoop to call her breakfast spicy, Tabasco dripping from her fingers like the blood of some slain enemy. An Aztec pyramid glints and winks at her from the bottle’s label. Their stone steps once bore witness to a sacrifice more gruesome than her own, and she takes some comfort where she can from this small consolation. The Aztecs believed that their gods had no hearts of their own, that they relied and starved, ravenous and savage, for the tributes of mortals to keep up a pulse at all. The gods did not bleed. The gods are heartless. But then again, the girl learned this young, reminds herself of this as she licks the Tabasco from the cracking of her knuckles, mouth salivating at the blood-orange bagel that looks everything like a heart staring up at her from a dessert plate beside her morning coffee.
By Aliza Dube8 years ago in Feast











