"You're making me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."
Whenever I'm having a particularly stressful day, the hulk inside of me wakes up. No, not the green, smash-happy one a la Bruce Banner, but rather of the mellower, cook-happy variety. Perhaps it's my natural defense. Whatever it is, I would go into my kitchen in a bout of concentrated trance and create till I'm exhausted, but happily full.
Usually, this happens a handful amount of times per month, but this past weekend was exceptionally taxing. So, instead of one cooking session, it became more of a series of little Hulk episodes. Here were the damages:
"Oliver Twist's Soup"
A soup made entirely out of pantry odds and ends.
"BLT without the B or the L"
"Anchovies + Lemon"
My first encounter with the infamous anchovy... who would've thought they were so delicious? To me, they're the solid version of fish sauce.
"Leftovers from Trader Joe's"
"Lemon Panna Cotta + Port Wine Berry Sauce"
"Very Gouda Risotto"
"Home in a Bowl"
Until next time...