Like edible souvenirs, these our easy versions of recipes inspired by a trip or a memory of eating on the road so that you can eat like a local even if you never leave home.
A Sunday dinner of roast chicken is one of my favorite weekend rituals but, just because we do it on the regular, doesn't mean it's boring. One week it's Chile-Lime Chicken, others this Smoked Paprika-Oregano situation, and this last weekend it was a twist on Middle Eastern za'atar with this Suma...
Inspired by the classic romesco sauce—roasted peppers, Marcona almonds, paprika, and garlic—this dip’s only problem is how addictive it is. Like any respectable spread, you quickly find yourself (and, let's be honest, I'm speaking from first hand experience here) using it any and everywhere, fro...
These brownies are inspired by trip to Brazil and, if I learned anything while there, it's that they're not big on restraint. Especially when it comes to dessert. Especially when the dessert are brigadieros – cocoa and condensed milk truffles. Some of my favorite were from Doceria Tudo Bolo in Belem where they make brigadeiros, brigadeiro brownies, brigadeiross....you get the point. That inspied me to I brownie-fy the brigadeiro.
This isn't anything close to a traditional Mai Tai because I don't dare face the wrath of Mai Tai aficionados. Think of this as a Mai Tai light as it's tamed with passion fruit juice (look for the 100% juice kind, not the sugary soda-like stuff in most stores), but it is thoroughly Mai Tai in every other respect.
I call this drink a Cuban Iced Chocolate Frappe because it's inspired by that stupendous chocolate concoction I had in Old Town Havana when I visited Cuba but I don't know where it's really from or exactly how to make it. What I do know is that I've made my best approximation and that it's frothy, not too sweet, and deeply, darkly chocolatey, which, for a chocoholic like me, is enough to know it's worth making.
I know, I know, the Gin and Tonic is as British as Wimbledon but on my last trip to Spain there was no denying that the Spanish have become outright obsessed with the cocktail. I couldn't really tell you why or how it all came to be but they've made mixing a Gin and Tonic an art, with careful att...
Look, I don’t know if you have been to Brazil, but I felt it high time we discuss the best thing to come out of Brazil besides Caetano Veloso – the caipirinha. Though the original caipirinha is a delicious mash of limes and cane sugar, I thought I would add a brunch-appropriate twist, with this S...
Souvenirs are one of those things I never get right when I'm traveling -- either I tell myself they're not practical and end up with zero or I buy a bunch of tchochkes that are fated to collect dust. But I think I finally figured it out on my latest trip -- I'm collecting a new kind of travel souvenir in the form of recipes, like this Blended Mint Lemonade from my trip to recent trip to Jordan.
This recipe was directly inspired by my trip to Estonia. Here in Tallinn they haven’t quite gotten the memo that it’s Spring and the ground is just beginning to thaw. Despite lingering ice and winter storms, there are signs of warm weather all over. Like in the cherry trees with their first blossoms pushing through; the local girls wearing skirts as if 40°F were a heat wave; or the presence of the very first of Spring produce like peas, asparagus, and rhubarb on every menu. But what I have seen a lot of are rhubarb pastries — like this Strawberry Rhubarb Slab Pie.
This last weekend we had a serious winter storm that left everyone confused — confused on how to drive, how to dress, and what season it is. And the produce seems to have gotten caught up in the confusion. A bit wintry but with spring so close you can taste it, we’ve got everything from Meyer lem...
Ok, friends, it’s time we make a collective promise. So, please raise your hand and repeat after me: “I solemnly swear to start making piri piri sauce and using it on any and everything stat.”
It should be noted that women who drink real, true stiff cocktails are always given a bit of a stare. I started at it when I lived in Italy. I'd order my grandfather's favorite summertime drink, a Campari and Soda and my Italian friends joked that I must be an old man at heart because of my ince...