Fridge and Pantry Curry
Success with a Vegan Indian dish I sort of made up
Category: Adventures in Cooking
Moosewood Lentil Burgers with Vegan Chipotle Aioli
Try my vegan chipotle aioli on your next sandwich
When the Snow Melts, It’s Margarita Time
Springtime finally hits the Adirondacks and bartender/guest blogger/husband Wayne Mercier pinch hits with margaritas
Creamy Potato-Celery-Leek Soup: A Cure For Weather Head
I wish I were some kind of tough all-weather recreationalist, but the truth is, I’m a fair weather outdoors-woman. Rain and gloom have me pouting indoors with a condition which my husband refers to as Weather Head. Symptoms include headache, pessimism and crankiness. Days like these make me think I…
Portobello Caps with Romesco Sauce
Easy vegan dish suitable for grilling season
Vegetarian Lentil Bolognese and a Confession
Kitchsplosion readers want to know, where’s the mess? Confession: Generally it gets cleaned up before any photos are taken. To be honest, dear readers, I didn’t want to scare you away. If you saw what the process looked like, I worried you would “x” out of your browser in terror.…
Ridiculously Good Vegetarian Mushroom Onion Gravy
This one might convert your carnivorous friends to vegetarianism. Or at least make them wonder why people usually use meat drippings to make gravy. There’s a story behind this gravy. (Isn’t there always?) It began with loaf. I never understood meatloaf. As a child I always wondered, if you were…
Vegetarian Wontons in Two Ways and Why I don’t Eat Fake Meat
I realize my life might be simpler if I ate either meat or something that is supposed to approximate meat. In my last post I described making my own wontons because I missed wonton soup. (As promised, Vegetarian Wonton Soup and Spicy Pan Fried Wontons recipes, below!) In the midst…
Vegetarian Wontons and A Strange Tale of Meat Pills
Okay, I’ll be honest: sometimes I miss meat. Specifically, pork. When people ask me if I’m ever tempted to order a steak, I can sincerely say no, I am not the least bit interested in a plate-sized slab of beef. It’s not just the horrible images in my mind of…
My Life in Pancakes
1 Mom’s silver dollar-sized, thin and fluffy, right off the griddle onto my plate, where I drown them in syrup. Perfectly tanned, perfectly sized to eat with my fingers when I think Mom isn’t looking. 2 Pancakes from diners are too wide, too tall, too stiff, too brown and come…
