Monthly archive August, 2009
Piet Mondrian - Pound Cake

Piet Mondrian – Pound Cake

Originally I started this blog to establish a forum to study and write about art as well as experiment in the kitchen (experimenting with photography was an added bonus!). I do however, have certain goals, one of which is to curate an exhibition revolving around the idea of a meal. I won’t go into detail...
Fernand Léger – Michelada

Fernand Léger – Michelada

While researching beer recipes for Léger’s still life I discovered a little gem that combines two of my favorite drinks in a way that caused me to smack my forehead and yelp ‘Egad!’ I have a fondness for dark beer and Bloody Marys which happen to be the two central components of a Michelada. Think...
Louis Lozowick – Caramel Pear Butter

Louis Lozowick – Caramel Pear Butter

I am of the mindset that cheese makes everything better. Each day, at least one of my meals will feature some form of cheese and I enjoy finding recipes that act as a supplement to my beloved fromage. The pear butter is sweet and rich and is perfect paired with knob of creamy blue cheese...
Luis Meléndez – Baby Octopus in Sofregit Sauce

Luis Meléndez – Baby Octopus in Sofregit Sauce

Although I have not been very adventurous with the ingredients in the original Daring Kitchen challenge recipe, I did take many liberties with the proportions and the processes. Octopus is a very finicky ingredient that is very easy to overcook and turn into a rubbery mess. If cooked correctly it is succulent and yielding to...
Fernando Botero - Frozen Watermelon Margarita

Fernando Botero – Frozen Watermelon Margarita

This is one of those great recipes that is easily adaptable and open to an endless number of variations. You could freeze the margaritas and then scrape them into a bowl as a flavoured ice like a granita or you could just freeze the watermelon and break it up making it a substitution for the...
Édouard Manet – Ham, Gruyère, and Moutarde Palmiers

Édouard Manet – Ham, Gruyère, and Moutarde Palmiers

When I was a child my hatred for mustard was very well-known. My brother used to torment me by putting it on my bedroom door knob so the smell would be on my hands. It was not until I moved to London and discovered the seeded variety (I only knew of the yellow American kind)...