peking duck poutine | i am a food blog guest post


peking duck poutine | i am a food blog guest post (via

Hi fraaaaands! Back again today with another fun guest post, this time from superstar Steph of (award-winning!) I Am A Food Blog fame. As many of you already know, I’m an unabashed Steph fangirl; maybe it’s her super saturated, uncluttered photography, for which I swear the foodporn hashtag was created; maybe it’s her uncanny ability to whip up temptingly comfy, creative (and oft-Asian-infused — my fayvsies!) recipes that are truly accessible enough for real folk.  Or maybe it’s her knack for Totorofying all the things. Or authoring a fantastically tasty cookbook, Easy Gourmet, that will inspire many a weeknight meal. But most probably all of the above. Real talk, once you check out Steph’s peking duck poutine, below, I implore you to get to know her a little better over at her place — or, of course, on Instagram, Pinterest, Facebook and Twitter. If you can say no to her Chicken Fried Steak Bites, Shepherd’s Pie Grilled Cheese, Crispy Cornmeal Pancakes with Clementine Syrup or Honey Garlic Eggplant, you’re a far stronger soul than I! First off, congrats to Emily and Chris! They’re both enjoying the deliciousness of new parenthood and I wish them the best with their tiny bundle of joy! Emily asked if I … Read More

tomato-bacon bisque + apple-bacon grilled cheese | two red bowls guest post


tomato-bacon bisque + apple-bacon grilled cheese |two red bowls guest post! (via

Today I’m beyond elated to have Cynthia from Two Red Bowls generously pinch-hitting for me while I gorge myself on baby Lana cuddles (ok – more like baby Lana feeding. after feeding. aaaaafter feeding. someone takes after her momma…). I’ve adored Cynthia’s culinary creativity (these biscuits + Chinese sausage gravy! this SPAMmy budae jjigae! those pineapple buns!) and distinctively styled photography since shortly after I joined the blogosphere, and her warm heart and sincere voice always keep me coming back to her space time and again. She’s truly an inspiration! If you don’t already follow Cynthia (you silly duck, you…), I implore you to check her out just as soon as you’re done reading about the knockout bacon-studded soup and sammy combo she put together, below. And be sure to follow her on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest, too. With a wedding in the works for this summer — cue confetti pop/bride/blingy ring/hearty-eyes/more confetti pop emojis!!! — she’s extra social media stalk-worthy these days. Big hugs for the helping hand, Cynthia! And so many congrats on your upcoming nuptials. Yay! Hi friends! I am so, so excited and honored to be here in such a special time for P&Q. When Emily first asked me if … Read More

mini meyer lemon cannoli cream tartlets


mini meyer lemon cannoli cream tartlets with honey + chocolate chips | via

You guysssszsszzz! Mother’s Day is this weekend!! Somehow that means it’s FREAKING MAY ALREADY. Yikes. And new this year: I totally get to participate in MoDay stuffies as a momma. Yikes Part 2. Or maybe Yay Part 1? Because crudsmugglers, this whole parenting thing is spectacularly spectacular in the full-blown, John Leguizamo-as-The-Magical-Sittar kind of way. It’s at once beautiful and terrifying and easier and harder than I ever imagined and the last two weeks have passed in what I can only describe as a state of quasi-hypnosis. I’ve never been more fixated on another living thing. I’ve never been more fixated on my own boobs. I’ve never had more pride in or respect for the moms in my life. Speaking of moms, this Sunday, The Moms — who, blissfully, are buddies and actually elect to endure things like long car rides together — are making the trek to our place to spoil us with a feast of traditional family-style eats: chicken enchiladas and potato salad for Chris; Chinese sausage fried rice and BBQ pork ribs for me. Boobs for Lana. (Sorry, husband. Gone are the days.) If I can sneak into the kitchen between feedings (that is: stuffing both my own face and … Read More

lana james



Hi big world, meet little Lana James. She popped into our lives just over a week ago — all 6lbs 2oz — and Chris and I can hardly believe she’s ours to keep. Our hearts are achingly full (as are our bellies, thanks to good friends with excellent taste in takeout and the impressive freezer stash that, so far, has not led us astray) — and though our eyes are a bit heavier with every morning light, it’s impossible not to want to be absolutely present for every moment of her being. In just the past few days, I can already see her transforming from the slippery, wrinkled womb nugget that was first laid on my chest into a plump little dumpling ready to live up to the piglet nickname that was bestowed upon her so long ago. She is, without a doubt, our single greatest accomplishment. And now I’m crying. Again. In the weeks to come, I’ve got the loveliest assortment of guest posts headed your way from some of my closest friends — all of which I know are some of your favorite bloggers, too — so don’t fear that this space will be dormant for too long. Meanwhile, Chris and I … Read More

friday links 04.17.15


friday links! via

Happy Friday, loves! The haps, the haps, what’s the haps. Let’s seeeeeeee… I’m pretty sure I’m in labor at least once every five minutes. We oxy cleaned our sheets last night, and it’s not like they look any different, but I feel like they must be so, sooooo clean, because Billy Mays wouldn’t do me wrong, you know? I want to eat everything ever made with potatoes, melted cheese or pastrami. (The latter two drove my desire for this ridic Reuben Mac, which I have eaten for breakfast thrice this week.) We installed a carseat and I only hyperventilate a little every time I see it in the rearview mirror. I ripped through the entire season of Bloodline in maybe four days. I only kinda half liked it until the middle when I kinda sorta more liked it and then the last two episodes I was full on Clear Eyes Full Hearts Can’t Lose sucked in. Coach Taylor 4Ever+Always. We bought like a zillion cloth diapers and in addition to being the cutest things I’ve ever seen, they also make me wanna poop myself with nerves, so I’m thinking adult cloth diapers are probably where all the big maternity money is hiding. Oh yeah, … Read More

spicy pastrami reuben mac n’ cheese


spicy pastrami reuben mac n' cheese | via

Just a quick one today because it’s too beautiful outside not to get the to-do list tuh-dun so the behbes and I can take a walk in the sunshine. I’m strongly contemplating taking along the stroller (we got one! this one! with these wheels!), just to see how it rolls, but then I’d just be that crazy pregnant lady walking her phantom child attempting to talk-text via Siri instead of just that crazy pregnant lady attempting to talk-text via Siri because that’s more normal. But seriously, walking and texting — like finger-slash-thumb-texting — is kinda dangerous in a neighborhood of slim-to-no sidewalks, so crazy is maybe sane in this instance. Eh, ehhhhhhh? Just saying. Also, I’m 97% sure speaking things aloud like “Siri, text Chris: going for a walk period maybe it’ll make me poop exclamation mark” is totallllly socially acceptable. WHO ARE YOU LOOKING AT, LADY WALKING YOUR CAT. I’m with child. What’s your story? I don’t blame you if you’ve stopped reading at this point. This reuben mac n’ cheese, guys, is so, SOOOOOO good. It’s even Chris-approved — and he’s ordinarily a Blue Box Traditionalist, so that’s saying a lot. It’s got everything there is to love about … Read More

mochiko chicken tacos with tangy umeboshi mayo


Mochiko Chicken Tacos with Tangy Umeboshi Mayo (via

The diapers have been ordered. The hospital bag has been packed (and repacked). The freezer, as you well know by now, is at capacity. Dare I say we’re ready? It’s incredible, really, the things you can find to pass the time when it seems any moment could be the last moment that you’re this exact person. You know, before you become that person — that next iteration of yourself that is somehow you and yet not at all you because suddenly there exists a tiny little bugaboo of a human that only knows this new you and nothing else. Rambling incoherently to a questionable quantity of virtual friends eats up about three and a half minutes of that time, if you’re wondering. Like I said: incredible. The only thing I’ve left until what could possibly be the very last minute (ok, let’s not get overly dramatic, we’re only at 38 weeks…breathebreathebreathebreathebreathe) is this taco post, which I’ve been sitting on for almost two weeks now because my day job has unofficially become breaker-downer-of-all-the-cardboard-boxes-probably-ever-created-in-all-the-land-ever. And when I’m not breaking down stroller boxes and carseat boxes and baby swing boxes and more boxes of breasty things than I knew existed, I’m also moonlighting as sterilizer-of-all-things-ever-created-in-all-the-land-ever. And then sometimes, … Read More

post-baby freezer fest! (part 1)


How-To: Baby Prep Freezer Meal Plan via

Too long ago (weeks, it may have been…) I made reference to doing all the freezer cooking ever in anticipation of all the cooking I’ll never want to do when a tiny pretty baby is pooping in my lap. I’m pretty sure it went exactly like that. Or maybe I colored things up a bit in today’s version. I’m sure I at least referenced the pooping part before. Or maybe the freezer part. Definitely the pretty baby. (Lord, I hope I think she’s pretty. I’m still not to that ‘all babies are the cutest thing’ part of pregnancy, and I’m kinda running out of time. In fact, I still think most babies are sort of fugmonkey for the first few days. And then, honestly, some babies just stay fugmonkey. Is that normal? When does the switch flip that ensures I find my own fugmonkey to be adorable?) Point is, I cooked a lot of shit for the freezer, guys. And I intended to tell you about it earlier this week, but then the interwebs made my feet do the happy dance (and my eyes cry. and my pregnant bladder pee a little…) when it threw me the sweetest virtual surprise shower, … Read More

buttered miso-tomato soup with roasted garlic + togarashi (gf)


Buttered Miso-Tomato Soup with Roasted Garlic + Togarashi via

Do you guys know Sylvie from Gourmande in the Kitchen? I’m so honored to be pinch-hitting for her today so she can get some well-deserved R&R on the sunny beaches of Maui. I’m more than a little envious. It’s hardly been three months since we babymooned on that very island and I already miss the jungly black sand beaches. The unmarred white sand beaches. The mochiko chicken. YOU GUYS. The mochiko chicken. Happily, I’ve got something comin’ round the bend that’ll hopefully take the edge offa that craving, but we’ll save that for another post. Today, we’re talking about scratching a different itch — one that originated after I slurped some of the most unique ramen I’ve ever sampled: tender, toothsome noodles swimming in a buttery miso broth infused with, of all things, bright tomatoes, garlic and parm. Yup, like, the cheese parm. And get this: it was suuuuuuurrrrr guuuuurrrrrrd. So this soup pays, in at least a smallish way, homage to that super decadent, velvety marriage of tomatoes and miso, rounded out with lots of sweet, nutty garlic. It’s even finished with a pat of Kerrygold, because apparently I take things like buttery broth pretty literally. (Also: buttah makes everything bettah.) Oh … Read More

tuesday links — #emspigletparty edition!


Tuesday Links + Dukkah Deviled Duck Eggs via The Bojon Gourmet // #EmsPigletParty

You’re so confused. I can already sense it. I usually do Friday Links, and that’s using the word usually pretty loosely since I apparently suffer from some calendar scheduling incapability that’s probably a close cousin of procrastination. But this week, well, THIS week is some kind of special, because yesterday I awoke to a barrage of phone notifications alerting me to the fact that the interwebs were throwing me a surprise virtual baby shower (#EmsPigletParty) for our little piglet. A surprise. Virtual. Baby shower. Because that’s a thing. WHAT! ♥♥♥ And also: awesome sauce collection! (That’s like your Great Uncle Marty’s collection of hot sauces. Minus all the ass-burning puns. Plus lots more awesomeness.) Honestly, waking up to discover that friends like Gina (So…Let’s Hang Out) and Sherrie (With Food + Love) have rounded up the internet’s sweetest, most talented food bloggers to celebrate your impending arrival is kind of an unbeatable way to start the day. (If you’re on the fence about getting knocked up, the incentive of a virtual baby shower is definitely a reason to pass GO, collect your $twohunny and be on your merry, preggy way.) My heart is so completely warmed, my tastebuds so completely tantalized, by this collection of crazy delicious posts … Read More