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Seriously. Enjoying leftovers right now of a beef tongue and heart stew. Sooooooo delicious!
He's made me 7 types of chocolate mousse as a birthday present, makes the most kickass creme brulee, taught me the meaning of chocolate terrine... His almond flour chocolate cake is practically orgasmic in and of itself and when you add in his homemade raspberry coulis... WELL!
I didn't know you could cook a roast in a salt crust before I met him, and sous vide wasn't something I could pronounce, much less something I'd recognize as a style of cooking (sous vide duck, win!!)
I've never seen a big group of people enthuse over food like they did with that baby goat he cooked last weekend for a wine bottling party. He revised "sausage party" to actually be a party where a bunch of guys got together to make beer and bratwurst.
Watching him cook rabbit soup and invent Italian-Indian fusion cuisine on a sailboat off the coast of Tuscany this summer was heavenly. Learning to love digging razor clams on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington because he makes them into the BEST MEAL EVER! Forget putting razor clams in chowder, his mixed seafood chowder has spoiled restaurant chowder for me forever.
We joked about turducken and he made turduckenhen with three kinds of stuffing and multi-bird gravy you would drool over. Friends got married and he catered the entire thing, from falafel to spanokopita with custom tailored sauces... the groom's entire toast was, "thank you for coming. Thank you <name> for the food!"
I love corned beef; he corned a roast for me in a delicious example of DIY. Any restaurant dish I taste he replicates in perfect detail, from yellow Thai curry to pho. When Orsorum went fishing in Alaska and brought back some delectable pink-fleshed trout, he whipped up a hazelnut-encrusted delicacy with a light lemon sauce that has confounded me ever since.
I am not the only person, surely, to buy a Christmas present from Anandtech but I may be the only person to buy a living organism from here; a truly lovely sourdough culture that has gone on to produce breads, pizza doughs and more from the talented hands of my husband (and the culture eventually got named Hendrick, since you should name any pet you have to feed and care for.) The grilled flatbread produced from that furtive parking-lot exchange of cash for sourdough yeasts is phenomenal.
We once passed a guy selling lobster on the edge of the road in Issaquah, WA. One impulse-purchase later, not only was I trying lobster for the first time, I got my first taste of lobster caviar.
I've learned the ins and outs of traditional Russian foods, and learned that lychee fruit tastes like roses. I'd never have ventured out into Ethiopian food if he hadn't done his research, or tried tapas, nor had a partner for years of wine tasting trips. Seghesio winery comping our tasting because he could name all four grapes in their port, or helping sort grapes for Finn Hill Winery crush, or (best of all) getting medium-sloshed at Cononiah Vineyards bottling... all fantastic experiences I never would have had without him.
It all came about almost ten years ago when I joined the forums on a whim to "cyber-stalk" my then-bf EpisIon on a boring day in college. I will never be able to thank him enough for breaking up with me.
(If you read this, hi A! We should make a French Laundry date with you and J sometime for dinner.)
Tomorrow will mark 9 years with my love, and a life of friends, food, wine and laughter. Almost nobody will have gained as much in life from their participation in ATOT as I have. I am forever grateful for a young teenager who set up an amateur hardware review site; not sure he'll ever know what an impact he has had on the lives of the forum participants, especially me.
Ha! Trapped y'all into a sappy post about my awesome husband! If you ask, I bet he'll share recipes. Just don't ask him how to prepare flax seed.
linuxboy, I love you!
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Cliffs: Learn to cook. It drives the girls wild. That and cock.
He's made me 7 types of chocolate mousse as a birthday present, makes the most kickass creme brulee, taught me the meaning of chocolate terrine... His almond flour chocolate cake is practically orgasmic in and of itself and when you add in his homemade raspberry coulis... WELL!
I didn't know you could cook a roast in a salt crust before I met him, and sous vide wasn't something I could pronounce, much less something I'd recognize as a style of cooking (sous vide duck, win!!)
I've never seen a big group of people enthuse over food like they did with that baby goat he cooked last weekend for a wine bottling party. He revised "sausage party" to actually be a party where a bunch of guys got together to make beer and bratwurst.
Watching him cook rabbit soup and invent Italian-Indian fusion cuisine on a sailboat off the coast of Tuscany this summer was heavenly. Learning to love digging razor clams on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington because he makes them into the BEST MEAL EVER! Forget putting razor clams in chowder, his mixed seafood chowder has spoiled restaurant chowder for me forever.
We joked about turducken and he made turduckenhen with three kinds of stuffing and multi-bird gravy you would drool over. Friends got married and he catered the entire thing, from falafel to spanokopita with custom tailored sauces... the groom's entire toast was, "thank you for coming. Thank you <name> for the food!"
I love corned beef; he corned a roast for me in a delicious example of DIY. Any restaurant dish I taste he replicates in perfect detail, from yellow Thai curry to pho. When Orsorum went fishing in Alaska and brought back some delectable pink-fleshed trout, he whipped up a hazelnut-encrusted delicacy with a light lemon sauce that has confounded me ever since.
I am not the only person, surely, to buy a Christmas present from Anandtech but I may be the only person to buy a living organism from here; a truly lovely sourdough culture that has gone on to produce breads, pizza doughs and more from the talented hands of my husband (and the culture eventually got named Hendrick, since you should name any pet you have to feed and care for.) The grilled flatbread produced from that furtive parking-lot exchange of cash for sourdough yeasts is phenomenal.
We once passed a guy selling lobster on the edge of the road in Issaquah, WA. One impulse-purchase later, not only was I trying lobster for the first time, I got my first taste of lobster caviar.
I've learned the ins and outs of traditional Russian foods, and learned that lychee fruit tastes like roses. I'd never have ventured out into Ethiopian food if he hadn't done his research, or tried tapas, nor had a partner for years of wine tasting trips. Seghesio winery comping our tasting because he could name all four grapes in their port, or helping sort grapes for Finn Hill Winery crush, or (best of all) getting medium-sloshed at Cononiah Vineyards bottling... all fantastic experiences I never would have had without him.
It all came about almost ten years ago when I joined the forums on a whim to "cyber-stalk" my then-bf EpisIon on a boring day in college. I will never be able to thank him enough for breaking up with me.
(If you read this, hi A! We should make a French Laundry date with you and J sometime for dinner.)Tomorrow will mark 9 years with my love, and a life of friends, food, wine and laughter. Almost nobody will have gained as much in life from their participation in ATOT as I have. I am forever grateful for a young teenager who set up an amateur hardware review site; not sure he'll ever know what an impact he has had on the lives of the forum participants, especially me.
Ha! Trapped y'all into a sappy post about my awesome husband! If you ask, I bet he'll share recipes.
Just don't ask him how to prepare flax seed.linuxboy, I love you!
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Cliffs: Learn to cook. It drives the girls wild. That and cock.
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