Here’s how to make this mess:
It’s best served sliced,
with lots of berries ladled over it, and a dab of whipped topping.
Here’s how to make this mess:
It’s best served sliced,
with lots of berries ladled over it, and a dab of whipped topping.
I did not make this cake. I wish I had. Or even if I hadn’t, I wish I could eat it. So at the very least, the cake is responsible for inciting envy, jealousy, and, um, lust?
You can find more pictures here.
If you dare, you can try to make this cake yourself; here’s the recipe, and the recipe for the frosting is here.
The art of using up left-overs is nearly just as important as knowing how to make the beginning meal. Lack of ability to feed the entire horde with leftovers can sometime force people to ingest peanut butter and jelly sandwhich, an cruel punishment indeed.
In this case, The Troll was faced with the challange of feeding the horde with leftover corned beef, and the first rule of leftovers is that if you don’t make it good enough to be eaten, it doesn’t count as using up leftovers (because no one will eat it). Left over corned beef, besides the original challenges of being fatty and salty, also smells putrid when simply heated up in the microwave and eaten in the same manner as the night before. A solution must be found. . .
There. I just finished spending an unbelievable amount of time putting together what is basically a photo-essay on how to make chocolate eclairs. Everything has been broken up into small enough steps a child could follow it. Can somebody please make all that time spent worth it by making eclairs this weekend? You won’t regret it. Eclairs are high on the list of top 10 desserts in the world for a reason; they strike the delicate balance of being so rich and flavorful that you want to keep sticking them in your mouth and yet light and un-filling enough that you can keep eating them.
My biggest and best secret for being a good cook is to only feed hungry people.
I kid you not. I suppose a lot of people think that the saying “Hunger is the best sauce” is a quaint old wives tale, or not really true, like how they used to say “Eat your mashed turnips–children in Click Here to continue reading.
When it comes to food, barbarians are a lot more picky than you might expect. In fact, food might be the one thing barbarians care the most about.
It has to be hot.
It has to have meat in it.
Fish is not a meat; it’s a vegetable.
When in doubt, add extra virgin olive oil, garlic, onions and Click Here to continue reading.