Michael Ruhlman, author of The Elements of Cooking, has a short bit on his favorite kitchen gear. I like the way he thinks. We all have too much crap in our kitchens. I do agree with many of the comments, though. I would have a hard time getting along without my tongs.
If anyone has, in fact, stopped by chadwrites.com in the last day or two you’ll note that the placeholder page is gone and this rapidly shifting blog/website/disaster area has taken its place. Things are in transition. This will become the venue to discuss my book, kitchen knives, kitchen science, new books and other projects . . . at some point. Sooner rather than later, I hope. It’s going to be like this for the next week or two. I suspect the site will rarely look the same twice as I sort through what works and what doesn’t. Bear with me.
In the meantime, here’s a lovely image to keep you entertained.
Blog. What an unpleasant word. It’s something you expect to see in a horror novel (”It was squatting there, like a blog, looking disreputable and vaguely sinister”) or describing an unfortunate bodily function (”I can’t eat cucumbers, they make me blog”).
Now I have one.
Why, you ask? Apparently this is my publisher’s big plan for reaching the bestseller list. Sheer marketing genius at work. It used to be that only pre-teen girls, English majors and serial killers felt the need to record every passing thought for posterity. Now it seems that everyone with a computer feels compelled to share their gardening tips, puppy pictures, tantric sex secrets and satori-like insights. This is how we now express ourselves. As one particularly tough editor said, “You want to express yourself? Yell out the f**king window.”
Welcome to my window.