what’s cookin’
Cooking for two in a tiny apartment kitchen can often turn out quite delicious, even if it’s by accident and without any counter space. I do a lot of improvising and never measure. Eyeball. Guesstimate. Taste test.
Typically the week we go grocery shopping I end up cooking every day that week, minus a takeout here and there. The following week we eat like crap. All of these images must have come on a shopping week unless I had to fight off starvation with our slim, barely stocked pantry and got creative.
Omelet with heirloom tomatoes, ham and basil. / Baked eggs with cream, sun-dried tomatoes and chives.
Cheesy chicken tortilla soup. / Asian dumpling soup with mushrooms.
Roasted cod with lemon, chives and fingerling potatoes. / Pistachio-crusted scallops with white wine cream sauce.
Baked potato bar with all the fixings. / Quinoa stuffed squash.
Pasta carbonara with peas and chicken sausage. / Frontera Red Chile Mole Chicken with brown rice and asparagus.
Caprese skewers with prosciutto. / Clementine pound cake with vanilla ice cream and raspberries.
I should really stop taking photos with my iphone. I know. Thanks!
Dang. You might have to give dad some pointers!
No measuring. Like father like daughter. Only I think you’ve surpassed me here as well as in the design world.
No! I am not as good at meat and eggs as you are. (Actually David is always in charge of eggs here.) And no one can make sauces like you dad!