I’m Toast!

This week’s blog post focuses on the simplest of foods. The finest of snacks. The real bread and butter of cooking. That’s right folks, I’m talking about toast. For someone who can stir up traditional matzah ball soup, steam red bean buns, and mix a mean Bloody Mary…why in the world am I still burning…

Classic Matzah Ball Soup (*Vegetarian Option!*)

I would kill for a bagel right about now… It’s day 3 of Passover and the limited carb intake is already taking its toll. I dream of all things leavened—stacks of steaming hot pancakes, fluffy chocolate cake with layers of sugary frosting, warm flakey croissants—and Oh! How could I forget?—a simple yet substantial slice of…

*Guest Cooker* You Had Me At Challah

  [This week’s recipes and baking tips were provided by The Messy Cooker’s good friend, Impasharia. Before becoming a master at making challah, Impasharia began her career as a baker for Challah for Hunger, where she baked hundreds of types of challah. Chai tea. Jalapeno, Zatar. You name it.] While there haven’t been serious scientific…

Cast Iron Dreams

  [This blog post introduction is written in the style of a stage play] THE MESSY COOKER’S KITCHEN—NIGHTTIME THE MESSY COOKER runs out of the cramped kitchen, flailing her arms dramatically in the air. Smoke fills the house. THE MESSY COOKER Sorry! Sorry! I do this every time! SMOKE ALARM Beep. Beep. BEEP! BEEP!! THE…

Fire Rooster’s Sweet Red Bean Buns

[This post was one day late since The Messy Cooker caught whatever bug was going around. Sorry for the delay, everyone!] Feeling peckish? I’m sure you do. After all, it’s the Year of the Rooster. That’s right. We’re approaching poultry pun territory. This post is absolutely stuffed with them. If you haven’t already heard WAKE…

Let Me Mull It Over (Mulled Wine Recipe)

Are you cold? Is your house cold?

When it’s the middle of January, and you want this nightmare to end, but summer is half a year away, a warm beverage is certainly in order.

Swimmer’s Seaweed Salad

Well folks, I lost a bet. I wasn’t told to shave half my head. Or eat a whole can of cat food. I was simply asked to make some seaweed salad. Not a horrible punishment, really, as far as bets go. The next time you see a baby becoming BFFs with another baby, think seaweed…

I Yam What I Yam

My great-grandfather had two jokes. Two jokes! I’m about to explain one of them—just for you and this joyous Thanksgiving occasion.