Recipes

Mr. Creosote
One day I’ll be dead, kids. Probably murdered. Maybe even by you. But I am your father and I still want you to eat, even in your little patricide’s hovel of shame and regret. That is why I am going to gradually add some of the recipes that have delighted you over the years. Each of these recipes has a story. Most of them were taught to me by someone else and I modified them to my taste, budget, spiritual path, and artistic vision.

chicken soup

Annie & Cecilia’s Warehouse Store Chicken Soup

To my knowledge Annie Michaels, the sweet and ancient Jewish lady who lived across the street from us when I was a tot, never made chicken soup for us. But my mother always fondly referred to chicken soup as “Jewish penicillin.” We were Catholic and I got the impression that the kindness of Annie Michaels …

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chicken-celerito

Chicken Celerito

This was the first dish that someone else made for me that made me think that food could be an instrument of love. I have changed the original name. Please pronounce “Celerito” with a hard C so that it emphasizes not only the celery but the quickness with which you will feel loved. Like this:Like …

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lentil soup

Maggie: A Girl of the Streets Lentil Soup

A man said to the Internet “Lentils: Soak them?” “Whatever,” said the Internet, “Soak them if you want, but remember It’s not necessary.” Ingredients 2 cups lentils, humiliated 8 cups water, coaxed from the Earth 1/4 cup olive oil, with Don Ciccio’s blessing 1/2 Spanish onion, extra lachrymose chopped carrots chopped celery a few Italian …

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chicken-celerito

UU Ain’t No Challaback Bread

Marty’s UU Ain’t No Challaback Bread I arrived at this recipe like a dirty secret. This makes two delicious, vaguely-gooey loaves of challah that are not to be braided. You can try to braid them, but you will be thwarted. Like this:Like Loading…

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