tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13081548400468050122024-03-05T01:32:50.922-08:00The Bastard ChefThe Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-19299726835712969932012-10-05T14:46:00.004-07:002012-10-05T14:46:49.864-07:00The Bad Restaurant Reviews- Vetro 1925
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mso-font-signature:0 0 65536 0 The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-85862095647540818542011-11-19T12:08:00.000-08:002011-11-19T12:08:11.178-08:00Leftover special: Salad Nicoise Sandwich Salad Nicoise Sandwich Recipe # I grabbed a beautiful piece of tuna at the meat market and couldn’t decide what to do with it. I cooked it last night and it was waiting in the fridge for me when i made it home from work. Obviously this isn’t an authentic salad nicoise. I didn’t have any greens. I had fresh baked ciabatta. I The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-16154708673549875292011-11-09T16:30:00.000-08:002011-11-09T16:30:52.748-08:00Cooking and blogging and living and all that other shit I don't have time for:It's November? When did that happen? Somehow my personal life got a little crazy, my work life got a little hectic, and I went on a pretty crazy drinking spree.
Question and Answer with myself:
Have I been cooking? Yes. Often. I am taking the helm with family thanksgiving and planning a French themed dinner for the girl I've been dating. Lots of fun stuff. Oh, and there was a Chili Cook-Off on The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-6779688559874537792011-09-21T07:54:00.000-07:002011-09-21T07:54:38.514-07:00Ingredient lists that look like chicken scratchFrom the counter top to the fridge, from the notebook in my computer bag to the dashboard of my car, and on the back of my AT&T bill are ingredient lists for recipes.
My tiny kitchen in my tiny apartment is getting overworked. I am getting overworked. By the time I've eaten dinner and attacked my kitchen there's just not enough fuel left in the tank to formulate recipes or write concise The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-66935799049704420082011-09-14T21:56:00.000-07:002011-09-15T13:01:35.531-07:00Healthy living and my Vegan Kitchen Sink Panzanella Salad I get pretty pissed off when the iPad eats my posts. Blogger's new interface isn't too iPad friendly with the auto-save. Allow me to collect my rant and pick up where i left off.
I've read Michael Pollan, I read Mark Bittman, and I've already watched all of those food documentariesThe Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-12239934465943208202011-09-05T20:47:00.001-07:002011-09-06T08:42:49.975-07:00The Ultimate Hangover Cure = The Bastard's BLT
There are nights when I tend to drink a little then there
are most nights when I drink a lot. If those nights correspond with a weekend I
am going to cook something that makes me feel better and wallow. This is a
stark contrast to the typical weekday bender which leaves me forced to crawl
out of my door in a button up, nursing a thermos full of coffee, and crunching
ibuprofen before 740 AM. The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-62848766178629936532011-09-02T18:35:00.000-07:002011-09-02T18:35:49.742-07:00Cooking the Book RantWhat's up with all of these unimaginative mediocre writers picking up some celeb(rated) Chef's cookbook and devoting a blog to cooking everything in it? I saw Julie and Julia too guys. It's a good thing they're just blogs and you haven't quit your god damned day jobs to pursue a creative life or anhything. For fuck's sake Mario Batali's Babbo cookbook? The French Laundry cookbook? Momofuku The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-34353970187751756272011-08-31T11:59:00.000-07:002011-08-31T11:59:15.337-07:00Food Porn and Why I Suck at Taking Pictures of My FoodI can't even call it a phenomenon because it's so predominantly featured in the food world on the web be it Food Gawker , Taste Spotting, , Serious Eats, or a random food blog. High quality glossy magazine page friendly photos are everywhere. You eat with your eyes, you eat with your sense blah blah blah. Who the fuck am I kidding, I've got a poorly lit Mancave and a standard issue iPhone 4. How The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-76559016144463999302011-08-25T10:14:00.000-07:002011-08-25T10:14:25.641-07:00Ever-expanding menus now offering free waist-band extender with purchase of Frappemochacinno
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The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-28882100224145687912011-08-24T12:52:00.000-07:002011-08-24T12:54:48.000-07:00A Few Questions About My Obsession with Ramen Asked By and Answerd by Your Favorite Bastard.
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BLT Salad w/ bacon grease quesadillas
Bastard, you've totally outdone yourself. A meal like this and i'm ready to open my own spot. I'll just do different variations of this dish. honest.
okay, really what happened was I had a few ideas for posts this weekend but never got around to them. See, Saturday was a birthday party and date night. Thai food and a movie trumped The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-49954581486754147202011-08-19T10:53:00.000-07:002011-08-19T10:53:50.581-07:00The world crumbles /the cookie crumbles... time to bake! When life gives you lemon they say you should make lemonade. I prefer to muddle some lemon slices with some mint add ½ an oz of simple syrup a dash of water and a double shot of Maker’s Mark and then you've got something worthwhile. Life is giving me lemons this week. The world around me which has been fairly stable and rewarding is smoldering in The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-47623671702821214072011-08-16T18:01:00.000-07:002011-08-17T12:06:55.808-07:00It's Charles Bukowski's birthday In honor of what would be his 91st birthday, I'm taking my buddy the Hawk on a scenic tour of the local gutter system ( by way of drinking Cutty Sark for dinner). The guy's a literary hero of mine. I admire the grit and the honesty of Bukowski's writing more than anything. I like the realism and all of the gruesome details. It reminds me when I'm missing something The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-65265713909772189252011-08-12T11:53:00.000-07:002011-08-12T11:53:15.879-07:00The 5 Minute, $1 Work Lunch
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The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308154840046805012.post-27661757815351172252011-08-09T11:11:00.000-07:002011-08-09T11:27:43.024-07:00The Bastard Chef's Uber BurgerLook. I'm a fan of the simple things, I like pancakes for breakfast, I like BLT's for lunch, I like fresh pesto with Penne, or grilled chicken over mixed greens. I leave all of the fancy shit in the capable hands of professionals. That shit takes too much time at home!
When I make a burger it's beautiful thing. You're getting fresh and awesome. I don't like processed foods, prepacked things, The Bastard Chefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07354948308613269072noreply@blogger.com1