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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.
In an effort to keep our blog from looking like the grim, fluorescent-lit photographic menus on the back wall of a Chinese takeout restaurant, we are learning some basic tips for improving our food photos. …
Being happily married is somewhat akin to the condition of a patient in good recovery at an Alpine sanatarium for TB. You become fleshy and rosy, lazy and content. It’s a very Rococo ideal. Which is maybe …
In the corner of every kitchen’s spice rack, there sit a few dusty jars of spices that go unused. Some of them have fallen out of favor in today’s recipes, and others, well, we’re pretty …
Last night’s dinner was a gorgeous tuna steak, beautifully seared and gemstone pink in the center. I made a saucy little salad/slaw of carrots, peppers, onions, cucumbers, and tomatoes topped with a soy/sesame oil/rice wine vinegar/lime/red …
Last night I was whipping up some splendid supper whilst decking the halls and looking good doing it, my husband casually remarked that when it first occurred to him to marry me he had no idea that …
Once there was and once there was not, in a faraway land governed by pure reason and agoraphobic giants, a meal served at midday. More than a mere sandwich, it’s a chance to take pause, to …
Ah, the Bloody Mary. Is there anything better for an early-evening cocktail, when you are feeling both thirsty for alcohol AND a little bit hungry for soup? Does anything go down smoother on those mornings …
On tonight’s agenda: lay on my back, stretched out on the sofa, with a plate of these Jalapeno Bacon Stuffed Mushrooms on my chest, drinking combatively experimenting with beer pairings.
Is it fair to say we’re all trying to eat light in the following few days leading up to Thanksgiving? Here’s my first unsolicited suggestion. Sunday afternoon I blended up a little soup: avocado, cucumber, …
You know that scene in The Dark Crystal when the Skeksi has drunk of the extracted Podling essence and his wrinkled skin becomes taut and his youth appears to have been restored – but only, …
Despite my fundamental opposition to food in unnaturally vibrant colours and/or designed to appeal to children, I felt compelled to make something festive for St. Patty’s Day desert. St. Patrick (Patron Saint of Food Colouring) …
Nothing says Christmas like a cup of hot booze. Presents and peace are totally awesome, but baby, it’s cold outside,* and a steaming mug of liquid courage emboldens me to face the chilliest of nights. And …
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 …
I nearly died this morning.
32 years of life flashed before my eyes in a fleeting second.
I was half asleep and hadn’t yet managed to scrape up a cup of coffee. My contact lenses weren’t in, …
I cocked up dinner once again last night. I swear it wasn’t my fault. I had planned to bake bread and do poached eggs with asparagus and Camembert (awesome, right?) but there was a mishap. The dough …
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