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THANKSGIVING ROUX BREAD
For the innocent sake of running an adequate food-blog, I’ve been slowly sucked down to a rabbit hole passing the disorienting stage of flying pies and falling biscuits, deep down to the world of cultivating gas-farting micro-organism on my kitchen counter (quite deep when you actually think about it). My falling journey has brought to you…
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ULTRA SOFT STRINGY, STICKY RICE BREAD
[ezcol_1fifth] [/ezcol_1fifth] [ezcol_3fifth] Is it going to be blue or purple, this wall, or perhaps, a minty green? Should I tile the bathroom, covering it in organized shines, or leaving it as is, a rustic plaster of diffused grey? Those clusters, years of emotional settlements that are solidified in actual physical forms, are bothering me, a lot, and…
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THE BLUSHING BOULE (PURPLE YAM COUNTRY BREAD)
[ezcol_1half] HOW DARE I BARGING IN WITH MY “ORIENTAL” VEGETABLE, LIKE A BRUTE IMBECILE WAVING A BOX OF STUPID CRAYONS, JUST SO I CAN PAINT AN ALREADY-PERFECT LOAF OF ART, PURPLE? [/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end] So lately, if you have been paying attention, you’d notice that I’ve been somewhat, disturbingly obsessed with this color here. Hey, I…
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MULTI-LAYERED SCALLION FLAT BREADS
Do you have things that you tried and tried and tried making, and it. Just. Doesn’t. Work? In the kitchen, I call them my culinary nemesis, and they can be summed up by two words, “chewy” and “layers”. You whisper these words to my ears in the middle of the night… I pee my pants.
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Kahlua buns stuffed w/ mascarpone cream and salted pistacchio powder
Somewhere inside this cold hard exterior of mine, as hard as it is to admit, there’s always been this fantasy of being the person who gives out home-baked panettone every year during the holiday season. Not too early, not too late, just a couple gatherings after the first snowfall, the anticipation on the street would…
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MALAYSIAN MAMAK FRIED CHICKEN
[ezcol_2third] INSIDE A RED PLASTIC BUCKET AND 2 GIANT ROARING WOKS BY THE HUSTLE AND BUSTLE ROADSIDE OF KUALA LUMPUR… NIRVANA The best moment on a travel, for me at least, is when you’re already being in a place where you know you’d be drowned in delicious foods, standing at an unnamed corner in a…
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THE PINEAPPLE BUNS/PO LO BAO
“THEY HAUNTED ME LIKE THE SWEETEST NIGHTMARE” I want to begin today by saying, “I’m sorry, Kelly. I sidetracked.” A few weeks ago, a reader sent me an earnest suggestion saying that ever since she lost contact with one of her beloved things to eat, the curry beef buns from Chinese bakeries, that she has…
