Patty Cake, Patty Cake

I used to think that baking – unlike cooking – was archaic.  Too stringent, with it’s chemistry class like rules and regulations.  No, I liked the boundless flow of cooking.  Just plain throwing shit together that happened to be in my kitchen and come out amazing.  But baking you see requires utensils.  You have to have trades of the craft otherwise you’ll find yourself trying to replace egg with really old milk or glaze your pie crust with an unused concealer brush (things to generally avoid).  So because I never seemed to have the proper kitchen accoutrement, I chose to buy my baked goods or bribe beg my friend Princess to bring over her made-from-scratch lemon squares (omg).

I digress.  My point.

My point is that tonight I baked.  Not only did I bake, but I baked tiny little apple pie cookies (recipe found at Smitten Kitchen).  “But Ashley – oh Great One – what ever do apple pie cookie look like?”

They look like this, bitch.

End of blog post.


A Simple Veggie Burger (not that simple)

So it’s “Burger Night”…the first of many at least and I’ve been looking forward to this for days.  The vegetarian patties, with their masala spice called out to me that fateful day at the grocery store.  Eddie and I are such suckers for Indian food.  We literally did a mystical dance of celebration when we discovered that the new apartment location gave us access to a new array of delivery spots…including an amazing Indian restaurant, Bombay Masala.  Yum!

Prepping for the dressing - fresh lemon, olive oil, lavender & rose pepper and a drop of honey.


Lightly toasted rye bread with caraway seed.

Chopped heirloom tomatoes.


Tossing spinach and wasabi arugula with my sweet and tangy dressing.

My fiance wanted a fried egg on his. I don't question his "pregnant lady" food requests. I just go with it.


I added a touch of masala to either side of the bread; thin slices of dill cheese; my spinach arugula mix, the gently heated heirloom tomatoes and it was "Kiss the Chef" day.

Red & Yellow Rainbow

I love summer rain.  Especially on Fridays.  There’s nothing like a downpour to wash away the collective muck of a long work week.  My fiance and I made our way to Trader Joe’s to pick up some necessities before the weekend.  We thought we were being clever and getting a weekly chore out of the way early.  But instead we got completely soaked in a sudden rain storm, groceries in hand and running through Bed Stuy against battering heavy rain drops and thunder.

You can bet that we laughed through every second of it.

But like all storms, it manifested a rainbow.  I cooked us a meal that materialized into two vibrant colors; fiery red and sun-drenched yellow.

Getting the required items to get us through the weekend... Trader Joes has the BEST selection of delicious (and cheap) beer.

On the train home from downtown Brooklyn.


Red and yellow heirloom tomatoes and sweet yellow squash..getting "pan ready".

A giant non-stick pot is a cook's best friend. Simmering the squash with red bell pepper, shallots, sea salt and South African smoked pepper.

My action shot. In goes the arugula and Parmigiano stuffed ravioli.

The finished product! The ravioli is topped with roasted red pepper tapenade. On the side is a salad of heirlooms with lavender pepper and capers.

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