tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post2656703787440641774..comments2024-03-28T18:21:28.264+11:00Comments on What I cooked last night.: Oh, there it is.paul kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17237328574655467680noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-21068560533506691252009-09-16T19:05:04.738+10:002009-09-16T19:05:04.738+10:00KT, a food court in a university? I'd feel lik...KT, a food court in a university? I'd feel like going shopping after eating. <br /><br />Those melamine bowls - I do exactly that with them as well, line them all up in order of time taken to cook their contents!kitchen handnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-16643613932150887692009-09-12T05:35:12.731+10:002009-09-12T05:35:12.731+10:00At the (few) universities I'm familiar with, c...At the (few) universities I'm familiar with, cafeterias have been replaced with "food courts."<br /><br />I'd feel lost without my melamine pho bowls - the kind you get for a few bucks at Asian markets - they are just the right size for holding prepped vegetables before throwing them into the stir fry.KThttp://www.sparkledesign.net/fidget/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-63038969418527833722009-09-07T19:15:52.520+10:002009-09-07T19:15:52.520+10:00Jo, great souvenirs. I have to say that goodie bag...Jo, great souvenirs. I have to say that goodie bag contents at food festivals here do not run to anything like olive oil decanters or indeed anything practical. My daughter (W. and T.'s much older sister) used to take teaspoons to school for her yogurt snacks, but the rate of disappearance has not abated since she left home. (She later restocked the household with souvenired Lauda Air kitchen handhttp://www.verygoodcooking.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-77207941858882607402009-09-07T02:35:13.064+10:002009-09-07T02:35:13.064+10:00I lost my favourite piece of kitchen equipment was...I lost my favourite piece of kitchen equipment was my well seasoned cast iron wok. Sadly, I lost it to a tragic fall when a squirrel pushed it off the stove onto the tiled floor and it cracked! I didn't think cast iron could do that! Hmmm.... maybe it wasn't, but i did love it all the same. <br /><br />And I think the teaspoons come to my house because I have a lot of them and none of phoenixmummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02250475400676676077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-1986390497237243042009-09-05T11:22:34.811+10:002009-09-05T11:22:34.811+10:00My favorite kitchen souvenir is a juice glass. I f...My favorite kitchen souvenir is a juice glass. I found it in a junk store in Louisiana two years ago while visiting friends. The minute I saw it, I knew I had to have it. It's thick greenish glass, with a pressed pattern of leaves and flowers, and fits beautifully in the hand. It has become my de facto wineglass.<br /><br />One good thing about living alone is that if anything walks away fromDr. Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04776830530694403715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058446.post-24516496543995171492009-09-05T10:34:40.730+10:002009-09-05T10:34:40.730+10:00My most treasured souvenirs are the bulbous stemle...My most treasured souvenirs are the bulbous stemless brandy snifters given to myself and the jazz musician of the past after a night of Armagnac at the bar of the restaurant(Biba - no longer open) owned by my culinary goddess Lydia Shire(thankfully still here and now running the last bastion of old yankee Boston, Loche Ober).<br /><br />The olive oil decanter given out in a goodie bag when I johttp://amusebouche.orgnoreply@blogger.com