I'm off later today to Linz, Austria for the 2006 Ars Electronica Festival. My husband will be speaking at the conference, and I (for once) will not be. Yay! This means more time for me to explore the home of the Linzertorte and perhaps locate the very best one in town. Afterwards, we'll be doing some traveling in the region, where I hope to eat all sorts of delicious local delights that I can report about when I return.
Until I do, there will be no updates on the site. I'm not even bringing my computer. So enjoy your last days of summer, and I'll see you back here on September 10th, full of sausage stories and Linzertorte tales.
I had some kettle corn for the first time a few weeks ago in Wisconsin. Mmm, mmm, it was good. Ever since, I've been looking for a recipe to make some at home. I found this Kettle Corn Recipe but haven't tried it yet. Seems like it's missing salt, as the stuff I tried was both sweet and salty. And that seemed to be the magic of it.
Did the previous link get you wondering why you'd even want dry aged beef? Dry-Aged Beef: Try a Little Tenderness explains the fuss behind dry aged beef. [via delicious merlin]
Looking for that delicious dry aged beef, but can't find it in your local supermarket? Have a look at the following links: How to dry age beef at home and Is it possible to dry age beef at home? [via delicious merlin]
Iron Chef Morimoto's recommendations for Tokyo. Now you know where to get the best omakase, fugu, and knives on your next trip.
The R-months are coming, and that means it's time to eat oysters! Up and down the east coast of the US, bivalve lovers come together to celebrate with oyster festivals. I'd like to attend the Wellfleet OysterFest. Wellfleets are one of my favorite oysters, and the town (and the Cape) is beautiful in autumn.
As a tribute to the last days of summer, photos of ice cream trucks of Los Angeles. Ice cream trucks remind me of visiting my grandmother when I was little. We didn't have any trucks where I lived, but one frequented her street in the summer. The sound of its sing-song bell would send me and my brother into a frenzy, pleading with the nearest adult for some change. I was always so worried we'd miss it and it would drive right by. And then the choices! Oh, what to pick on that special day? An old stand-by like Fudgsicle? Something with ice cream? Or Italian ice, which I recall was the trendy and popular thing to get on the block. Ice cream trucks are always parked at corners in Manhattan in the summer, but I've yet to buy something from one. Now if they turned on that siren and drove slowly down my street, I'm sure I'd be the first one out my door.
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How processed is the food you eat?”>Identifying the additives in processed foods. If these items are listed in the ingredients, "they are strong indicators that the food we are eating is far from fresh."