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As with so many other things in life, choosing the right size is almost everything. (And all you naughty girls with that vivid imagination can stop right now; this is a blog about food and cooking.) All kidding aside, here are some tips on how do you pick the perfect knife that will greatly enhance your cooking pleasure.
Remember that time you made dinner at your friend’s house and asked for the sharpest knife, just to be told by the hostess that battered old steak knife with the rickety handle was her pride, joy and most capable cooking tool? My mission today is to prevent you from having a dé·jà vu experience of that moment.
The way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach. Right? Absolutely. That’s why today I’d like to share with you the recipe for my favorite soup ever.
Are you sticking to your New Year’s resolutions? Be honest. Are you eating more veggies? Flossing twice a day? Sending your girlfriend sexy messages every day? Have you given up those darn cigarettes yet?
Sometime during my teenage years my mother decided that learning to cook was a mandatory skill for her oldest child, a.k.a. me. Born in mid-war Germany as the middle child of a farmer’s family with nine children, it made total sense to my mother that cooking and darning socks were necessary survival tools for her daughter. After all, daughters grow up to be women, get married, have children and need to know how to be a German version of Martha Stewart.
My mother’s timing was, let say, not so excellent. It was right during my scary hippie feminist phase, (No, I will not post pictures.), which was followed by my grumpy goth phase. "Come into the kitchen, I'm gonna teach you how to make a sauce, because you'll be a mother and homemaker some day,” was really...