cuisine
From street-food to fine dining, traditional Italian to Asian-Fusion, being well-versed in global cuisine is the first step to culinary mastery.
The 9 AM Whistle!
Hearing my cooker's third whistle at 9 AM on a Sunday, I rush to turn it off, recalling my mother's presence. This brings me so much ease, especially on a Sunday morning, as my breakfast and lunch are all set, eventually bringing dinner quickly to the table. She has no idea how grateful I am for inheriting her knack for making cooking easier. Watching her swaying her hands and moving swiftly around her kitchen shelves, I realize how fast and easy she makes it look. I can still taste her food, her flavors, leaving me yearning forever. Even now, I take a moment of gratitude, praying thank you, for I would not have survived the days after your stay during my post-delivery. It was never about the duty of a girl's mother to fulfill but how much you took yourself down the road with me, assuring me of your presence. Thank you so much, for you made me fall in love with cooking even more. I want to say everything, but the most we missed was your 9 AM cooker whistle waking us up.
By Parvathi J12 months ago in Feast
The Last Biscuit
I'm a Southern Black chick who grew up on fried chicken and gravy and biscuits and honey. Biscuits were more than just food in my family; they were love, tradition, and comfort all rolled into one. My grandmother’s kitchen was a place where history was kneaded into the dough, where the smell of Crisco and flour meant something warm and wonderful was on the way. When she announced she was making biscuits, we knew we were in for a real treat.
By Michelle Petties12 months ago in Feast
Cuisine the African Way
Northern Africa Algeria Rechta is a traditional Algerian dish consisting of thin and flat noodles and chicken sauce. The noodles are made with flour, salt, water, and ghee. The sauce is made with chicken pieces, onions, garlic, oil, chickpeas, ras el hanout, cinnamon, turnips, potatoes, and zucchini. When the dish is done the rechta noodles are put into a dish and covered with the sauce.
By Rasma Raisters12 months ago in Feast
S.O.S. What a Treat!
S.O.S. stands for many things. As an abbreviation it stands for “save our souls” and is used as an international code signal of extreme distress. S.O.S. comes from the Morse Code system that uses dots, dashes, and spaces to communicate letters and numbers. In my mind and in my life, it has stood for something entirely different! In fact, when I hear the acronym S.O.S. I think of dinner time! In these trying political and economic times, S.O.S. can mean many things for many people. In fact, the history and origins of S.O.S. probably go hand in hand with economics and politics, for it stems from the military, which whether we like it or not parallels political and economic movements, just like art can. Cooking is an art! So is cooking well and on a budget! That is just what S.O.S. can be for many of us!
By Adrienne Elizabeth12 months ago in Feast
Farm to Table
Farm to Table Lucille looked down at the cast iron skillet on top of her range. “Sunnyside up,” she whispered. That is what her grandmother used to call fried eggs. I’ve never tasted a fried egg as good as my grandmother’s. And I’ve never been able to duplicate her technique.”
By Mindy Reed12 months ago in Feast
The Lost Soup
Bunia acquired her name in the 1970s. The Polish word for grandma is babcia. Babunia is its diminutive, sweet-sounding form. It was too long for my three-year-old memory though, so she became Bunia, an even sweeter, rainbow-unicorn-with-glitter-on-top version of the word. This was what I continued to call her for ten years.
By Katarzyna Popiel12 months ago in Feast
Memories Of Dhal And Tears
Memories Of Dhal And Tears When I think of home, I often remember my first husband’s Indian dhal, a dish that brings back a complex mix of emotions, both good and painful. This simple meal, full of flavor and warmth, symbolizes a challenging time in my life but stands as a testament to my resilience and growth.
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Feast
Dorcheat Bayou Cornbread & Memories.... Honorable Mention in A Taste of Home Challenge.
Home. Family. Genetic memory. Call it what you will, certain recipes bring it all back, all the way through the generations and back to grandpa Van’s homestead and ripened fields of sorghum. All the way back to Van’s little girl, Sylvia, in her patchwork dress, chasing butterflies through the cornfields.
By Tammy Castleman12 months ago in Feast
