Rice Cooker “Tamagoyaki” Totoros

Rice Cooker Tamagoyaki Totoros (via thepigandquill.com) #breakfast #toddlereats #bakedeggs #totoroweek

A week that begins with pumpkin and ends with Totoro — must be October! Steph is hosting #totoroweek again this year — IMHO, the internet’s most undercelebrated food-party-slash-hashtag-thing — and in classic me style I’m coming in just under the deadline. But these little guys are worth the wait, and I’ma tell you why. They basically cook themselves. Ok, so not in the “one little Totoro stirs the pot while the other climbs in” sense, though that paints an adorably sick picture, but in the “chuck surprisingly few ingredients in a rice cooker and press the little lever thingy” kind of way that instantly doubles any snack’s appeal because shortcuts are delightful. If you’re unfamiliar with tamagoyaki, it’s a simply seasoned mixture of eggs, sugar, mirin and shoyu or dashi (or both) that’s cooked in a special little omelette pan and then rolled into a fat, spongy, eggy cigar that’s sliced into almost-juicy medallions. It’s a little sweet, a little salty, a lot squishy. Over rice with a side of pickled cukes or steamed veggies, it’s a meal. But more often than not, it’s tucked into Lana’s favorite yumbox as a go-anywhere snack. In this rendition, there’s no special omelette pan, … Read More

charbroiled lemongrass chicken + tamago banh mi tacos with five spice mayo

lemongrass chicken + tamago banh mi tacos with five spice mayo (via thepigandquill.com) #tacos #asian #recipe

Gonna keep things simple today because we’re off to spend a long weekend with ye’ old granfolksies and homie needs to pack up all the shit that apparently is required for a 13-lb human to function. Oh, ok — to function in style. But it’s a lot of shit, you guys. And that’s not even counting the actual, um, shit. Which is surprisingly unshitty. Wow, really getting you revved up for tacos, aren’t I? Rewind. It’s no secret I love tacos. Or even, specifically, fusion tacos. It’s also no secret I love banh mi. As Joey Tribbiani wold say, put your hands together. Voilà. (You thought I was done, huh?) These little gems are so stinkin’ good — and my favorite part might be that the chicken is broiled until all the little dark meat nubbies are blackened and charred and rocking that kinda faux charbroiled flavor you get from a Burger King patty — except not at all like that and one hunny pecent legit. (Here’s where I admit that I really do kinda like that sneaky fast food charred flavor. Like, a Whopper Jr. with all that grilly goodness and a solid attempt at crisp, cold lettuce? I almost wouldn’t say no to that … Read More