Dinnercraft helps bring your (and our) protracted adolescence to an end. Our authors cover topics ranging from cooking and eating, to home and garden, to crafting and DiY, and all the rest of the things you find yourself caring about these days.
We recently read a survey listing simply “dips” as one of the most popular foods served at a Superbowl party. They’re hot (sometimes), they’re filing, and they serve as a great buffer for a stomach …
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We ate a lot of shellfish in Maine. We scarfed dozens of Pemaquid oysters and buckets of tiny, briny clams, softish-shelled lobsters stuffed …
Once a year or so, I go through this bizarre, inexplicable phase wherein I can’t tolerate the thought of eating shrimp. It’s brought on by nothing at all in particular, but sure enough, offer me …
Though this recipe from Evil Shenanigans looks a little too involved to whip up without planning ahead (and is certainly more complicated than jumping on the phone, dialing up “Me and My Egg Roll,” and …
On the odd occasion when I want to go out of my way to please my husband in a culinary manner (whether for purposes of evil or for good) I trot out a massive kettle …
Somewhere, out there (beneath the pale moonlight) exists a magical spell book of pure evil, which is bestowed upon newly hired school photographers. I suspect that this is bequeathed to them in a secret “Skull …
From time to time, I run across someone on the internet that tickles my funny-bone in a way that makes me want to throw myself at them and beg “Please! Please be my friend!” Sally …
Christmas the day has come and gone but the season doesn’t end until the tree comes down. On New Year’s Day we will make resolutions; will eat the last of the leftover camembert and make …
“Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.” – Dave Barry
Every autumn, just before Hallowe’en, I become possessed. An other-worldly sensation overcomes me, and I sniff at the air like a …
In the 80’s, I went to Catholic School.
It was a small, rural Catholic school, with scratchy and indestructible uniforms. It is entirely likely that my navy blue tunic from 1986 would not only be intact …