My Kitchen on a Cooking Day
What my kitchen actually looks like mid-project: how I stage a batch-cooking day, the clean-as-you-go deal with Zach, and the someday list for the Creek House kitchen.
What my kitchen actually looks like mid-project: how I stage a batch-cooking day, the clean-as-you-go deal with Zach, and the someday list for the Creek House kitchen.
I have a rule about thrifting that I break constantly: don’t buy it unless you have a place for it. Reader, I don’t have a place for a purple candy dish. I bought the purple candy dish anyway. Let me walk y’all through the damage. Here’s a thing folks don’t always know about me: I…
Food blogging in a two-cat house means feline quality control. Finn inspected the chili crisp, put his nose in the lens, and tail-bombed the hero shot.
How I photograph nearly everything on the blog with a dining room window, one collapsible reflector, and, on lazy days, a Domino’s pizza box.
So I’ve been redesigning the blog. I’ll spare y’all the full backstage tour, but if you’ve been around here for any length of time, you’ve watched me cycle through enough visual identities to fill a small museum. Or possibly a cautionary tale. There was the cursive script phase, when the header looked like a wedding…
I saw the news on Twitter first, and then the nearly immediate follow up by the NY Times; Julie Powell had died of cardiac arrest on November 1st of this year. She was 49. Julie was maybe the first real average person food blogger who became famous off of the internet. There have been plenty…
A blog post takes five to ten hours to make. This is where I write about the production: the camera, the pizza-box reflector, the cat on the focaccia.