hi there pmk readers, the moment of truth has come!
voting for the diced! competition on Rantings of an Amateur Chef is officially open for business. if you guys have the time (and feel like supporting a meager poor man in his grand dream to become the creme de la creme of internet chefs), swing on by the poll and cast your vote for my recipe, inverted mini-cumberland pies.
thanks again for the support, everybody.
hey there, pmk readers.
i’ve been a good blogger over the past few months, haven’t i? i’ve never asked you to do anything that might make you question my moral scruples, right? we get along already, don’t we? i’ve shown you all kinds of recipes. you’ve given me all kinds of great feedback and comments. i’ve thrown joke after crappy joke your direction. together, we’ve transformed pmk into a budding, goofy, readable cooking blog.
in fact, i’ve gotten so almost-popular that i’m in a cooking competition for the first time ever. the competition is called diced! and it is being hosted on Rantings of an Amateur Chef. for round one, the competitors were asked to make an appetizer out of corn, corn flakes, and corned beef. i thought long and hard, cooked my recipes, took some photos, and sent it into the fray to represent me in this culinary showdown. i personally think it came out amazing.
but sadly, no matter how good my recipe looks or tastes, in the end it is the votes that count. so i have a favor to ask of all your followers out there: pop on by Rantings of an Amateur Chef, scroll to the bottom of my recipe for inverted cumberland mini-pies, click on the tiny little like button, and tune in on the december 7th to cast your vote to keep me in the competition.
thanks guys, i owe you one.
in today’s rapidly globalizing society, it seems like you can find at least one restaurant of almost any major country’s cuisine regardless of where you go. there are french restaurants in china, chinese restaurants in the united states, japanese restaurants in canada, and italian restaurants in japan. you get the idea.
i think some people (incorrectly) assume that these cuisines make it across borders and oceans relatively intact. when a country imports the food of another nation, it tends to insert a its own local flair. a chinese person eating at a chinese restaurant in america would, more than likely, be very confused as to why the food is audaciously titled “chinese food,” seeing as it bears almost no resemblance to the cuisine they ate growing up. conversely, many chinese people i have met in japan insist that the food served in chinese restaurants in japan is better tasting and more authentic than the food served in chinese restaurants in china.
but i digress. this post isn’t about how nations get foreign cuisine all wrong.
this post is about the world’s most misunderstood condiment.
when kiss first recorded their (in)famous song, i think they had a pretty specific message in mind. they wanted to tell the world about what they considered the two greatest things ever: (1) ladies, and (2) rock and roll. and while their assertion may still have an element of truth to it (i do think ladies are pretty awesome, it’s just that rock and roll i’m not to sure about), it doesn’t actually have anything to do with this post.
this post is about bread. specifically, my love of dinner rolls.