I am an anonymous 25 year old male. I've always loved to eat. I've fairly recently discovered that I also love to cook. Here you will find photo documentation of the resulting meals that are produced while I indulge in my new passion.
"Crazy Rice" with Three Peppers Linguica, Carrot, White Mushroom Yellow Bell Pepper, Guajillo Pepper, Cayenne Pepper, Yellow Onion, & Garlic Stir Fried and served on Long Grain White Rice Topped with a Poached Egg
I have an old refrigerator... a very old refrigerator. It's the kind where the freezer is inside the rerigerator, the kind that builds up ice crystals and has to be defrosted every once in a while.
I had to put all my perishables in the sink with icepacks to keep them cold while the freezer defrosted. It's a major pain in the ass.
A few weeks ago I went to the Berkeley Bowl on the hunt for Asian chili powder to make Kim Chi. I never found it but I did find a wheat-gluten based mock duck sold in cans. Weird, huh?
I pride myself on my uncanny ability to follow recipes. I do exactly what it says to do and everything I make turns out exactly the way it's supposed to. I'm not bragging. That's just the way it is. I've never winged it. Every time I try to make something up off the top of my head I end up walking over to the computer and consulting a recipe... just to make sure I'm doing it right. I've never created anything.
I know soups are generally thought of as being easy to make and easy to make up (and it was) but this was my first time grabbing the bull by the culinary horns and creating something new and delicious without the helpful advice of a website, friend, book, or blog. This was all me.