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Lately I've been letting other people (namely professional "chefs") cook for me way too much. That BS stopped tonight. A lot of the components in tonight's meal were "on their way out" so to speak. Many of my fellow Americans would have thrown out these ingredients but I would rather stab a fork in my leg before wasting such divine eats. Truthfully, everything I cooked was magnificent and I

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It's been a while since I last found the time to post. I've been relatively preoccupied with moving into a new apartment and counting my paper stacks. Nevertheless, I've been snapping pictures of all my cooking and eating exploits. A few days ago I put together a fabulous well-rounded meal of pork chops, mashed potatoes, and collard greens. So here it is.First, the chops. I marinated them in

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Prodigious amounts of rain this spring has meant extraordinary growth in the vegetable garden. Stop by in a couple months for a free vegetable of your choice. In the meantime, you can be sure we eat this luscious lettuce with every meal.Monster potato plants, multiple varieties:Red onions (won't be harvested til fall):Shallots (also not ready til fall):Broccoli plant:Diverse Hunterdon County

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To eat that is. Isn't it great that all we have to do is take a quick trip to the market to satisfy our primal urge to consume fowl? No blade-sharpening, no stalking, no killing, and no feather-stripping required. When I'm really craving a nice piece of a bird I hop in the tan van, my vehicle of choice, and head down to the local supermarket. While basking in the air-conditioned bliss of the

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Check out these pictures of Allegro's 28" party pizza. We ordered this bad boy for delivery in Philadelphia on Friday night after scanning the online menu for a couple minutes. Scott's choice of toppings (1/2 meatballs, 1/2 bacon) made for a memorable experience and a sumptuous feasting had by all. Thanks, Scott.Professional consumption stance poses. Knees bent, mouth open wide, pizza

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A few days ago, a serious crisis was averted. Here's the story. Emily, Laurent, Andrew, and I had been painting a fantastic snow-capped mountain landscape scene to add to the already extensive natural environment display that is the Little Barn Mural. After two hours of this, it was high time for a snack. We were all hungry, but me especially. The reason is simple. I am a full-fledged

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It's always been a difficult task for me to extract every morsel of succulent salmon meat from the skin. Not anymore. Here's a video of my mom accomplishing this tiresome task in no time flat.

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Now, before I get started on food and its splendor, let's get the supermarket talk out of the way first. I know what you're asking yourselves, particularly if you frequent the Clinton A & P, a dilapidated, understocked, and wholly inferior supermarket, on a regular basis: What merits could the Ginger King, a culinary elitist, possibly be talking about? Maybe you're disappointed that I would

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A bagel is also a fine option for a breakfast sandwich, as evidenced here:And here:I couldn't resist sharing these photos.

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Corned beef and cabbage: an authentically Irish meal, fit for a ginger king. That's what I thought until I stumbled upon "The History of Corned Beef". While a tasty morsel of this briny beef is definitely fit for this ginger, it's decidedly not Irish. In fact, corned beef's origins lie with the Jews right here in America. I know, I couldn't believe it either. Hungry Irish-Americans in the

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A plump, juicy lamb chop, one of the most beautiful cuts of meat ever devised, is something I cherish when in my possession and once it's actually in me. Unfortunately, lambs are something that most people, including myself, don't eat nearly enough of in order to appreciate their tremendous flavor. In the homeland, most Americans, I would dare to say, treat the lamb as an inferior animal, unfit

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Upstairs in my bedroom at 1:00 p.m. and already hungry, I caught a faint whiff of sizzling bacon in the air. An automatic reaction to find the source of said heavenly stench triggered in my brain. I hurried down the stairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen. There, next to the stove top with fork in hand, stood my younger brother, Will, masterfully flipping several

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Last night was a cathartic reminder of how much better and simpler life is with steak. There's nothing more natural than man chowing down on a big slab of beef. All you vegetarians, let's be honest with each other: we are carnivorous animals and eating meat is what we are supposed to be doing. Granted, eating it is relatively unhealthy and expensive and millions of animals are mercilessly

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Since it is undoubtedly one of the best events of the year, I've decided it's only right to share the feast that was Smith Thanksgiving '08. Every year, I am left blown away by and bloated from my family's cooking; maybe it is the spices or the freshness of the ingredients that makes the food so good. But what really sets this meal apart from all the others is the tangible Pilgrim spirit

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I was on my own for the night as my mother was out eating dinner and drinking Appletinis with her school friends. Thankfully, and like a good mother, she had taken a pound of ground chuck out of the freezer for me to let my culinary imagination run wild. I only considered cooking one thing once I saw the savory lean beef resting on the countertop. I am a carnivore and patriotic American at

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