recipes are awesome. i don’t know any recipes. Theres a recipe for cookies. i am bad at baking. i don’t know how to cook. once i made soup for my family. it was a girl scouts project. i did quite well. the soup wasgood
i love to cook. i’m the kind of cook who if i have all the ingredients and tools and the recipe, i can follow the recipe and it comes out perfect. it’s easy. but i can’t just make up stuff of the top of my head, or even really remember recipes that well. it has to be in front of me. but if i have it in front of me, i can be an amazing cook.
I was recently thinking about people who collect recipes. As I try to recall what I was thinking about these people, I find myself failing. I guess it’s just that I don’t see a point in collecting them when you could make one yourself. But I guess that applies to many things in life.
Recipes – for those of us not smart enough to realize the burning smell is supper. Times, ingredients, and how-to to minimize mistakes, and make the most of ingredients. Snickerdoodles, ftw.
I have a box of recipes in the attic. I don’t look at it very much. I just get reminded of my mother. All those times we spent in the kitchen discussing each one, getting all excited and all the smells, even the drips on each recipe card get to me. I have a heavy heart looking through those things. And my food would just turn salty from the tears.
Sarah-chan
food i can easily cook with a recipe. following directions. cookie recipes.i want to make that neman marcus cookie.
Neva
I love baking! It’s what I do when I’m bored at home. I really don’t get why people say they can’t cook, all you need are recipes. Follow them, most of them tell you what to do down to the last drop! There could be millions of chiefs out there just waiting to be discovered by themselves! Just buy a cookbook!
Alyssa
formulas come to my mind here. for too long I’ve realized that I’ve lived by formulas, trying to perfect the circumstances of my life. and yet, that life is anything but perfection, nor is there anything of much tastefulness. so i’ve done away with recipes for most circumstances. but somewhere there is still that book that i refer to whenever I’m craving for something predictable and controlled.
Kadafy Cazeau
I love making chocolate chip cookies, but one time when my friend was helping me (aka eating all of the left over spaghetti) he decided to tickle the crap out of me. I’m so ticklish that I scream and fall to the floor pretty much every time. Well, he made me forget to add a cup of flour. the cookies turned out completely flat. and completely amazing.
Recipes are for people who can’t think out of the box. Or who like to do things that are perfect. I can’t decide. Sometimes, you just need to reach into the cupboard of life and grab whatever fits in your hand. Throw it in a pot, mix it up, add some heat, and enjoy the results.
One teaspoon of anger.
A pinch of impatience.
One tablespoon of pretentious pride.
Five tonnes of obsession.
Iceman
I don’t remember my mother ever cooking from a recipe so I am always making them up as I go along and wondering how hey came to be written anywhere in the first place when they are like human signatures that spring from inkwells and pens and make themselves important as ink.
nannan
Family recipes. They are the essence of the family. Everyone always gathers around the Kitchen to whip up grandma’s and mom’s best recipes. It is a family activity shared among everyone that will live on for generations.
Carla
Recipes are not easy. I can’t do them. What I create always comes out wrong. Such like a human being. Take something so simple and complicate it.
I’m an industrial spy. I steal recipes. I know this isn’t like dealing with the CIA, MI6, or anyone “elite”, but sometimes my work can be just as messy. And I’m not talking Willy Wonka, “Whoops, some fat Aryan kid fell in my chocolate river” kind of “messy.”
You see, one time I nearly cut off the ear of a Kebbler Elf. I need to show that little pointy-eared bitch I meant business. I told him I would take my fleshy souvenir to my “employers” if he didn’t fork over the secret for Grasshoppers and Pecan Sandies. He didn’t believe me at first, so I had to cut him. Just enough so the blood would really start flowing, and of course I hummed a few bars to “Stuck in the Middle With You.” Apparently he’d seen the scene in Reservoir Dogs too and it wasn’t long before I had what I wanted and more.
“Soft Batch Chocolate Chip cookies? Oh, yes, I think I will take that too!”
Ok, I admit it. I was tempted to slice it off just for fun, but professionally it’s considered bad form to carry through with a threat once you’ve acquired what you came for. So I only pistol whipped him instead. However it wasn’t nearly as satisfying.
Ok let me see put in flour then salt but how much ? were does it say if its a table
spoon or tea spoon I am not a cook why oh why did a tell my brother to bring
his girl friend and one of his friends from work to try and fix me up with to my
place and I would find some recipes in moms cook book , not brilliant Rebacca !
Linda Berryman
“Smells good.”
“Thanks. Worked all night on it.”
“All night?”
“Yeah, since I got home about… 6.”
“You got home at 6?”
“Yeah.”
“6pm. Like, today.”
“Yeah, why? What’s the-”
“I was here at six, you fucking liar.”
this parade leads with ingredients that step in time to satisfy needs. to become that happy homemaker your mother never thought you could be. preheat that oven – it isn’t actually that horrible of a metaphor – i was hot and ready to go before i had the right ingredients to cook with. that, and the only things i knew how to make were cookies. i watch myself stuff face with the sweets from my past that are so unhealthy and bad for me… and while i am trying to eat right now, that void can’t be filled with broccoli.
I keep all the recipes in a box, locked up above the sink, next to the liquor cabinet. Most of them are the same. For casseroles, dinners, cakes and cookies. But one is locked up especially. One is special.
Mike
for success are hard to find, and thickly veiled directions to failure abound.
Rabbit
Sometimes when I try to cook, it doesn’t work out all that well. Scratch that, all the time I cook. It burns. A lot. And most of the time, it’s not my fault. It’s mainly just the fact that people talk to me. I get distracted by people. Especially if they’re hot.
Meg
Oh, recipes. I have so many. So many collected, so many to try. I even have a folder in my email account dedicated to recipes. Such magical things, recipes. The right one can fill a tummy, soothe a soul, and maybe even win a heart.
I’ll have to get back to you on that last one…
Alana
Oh, recipes. I have so many. So many collected, so many to try. I even have a folder in my email box dedicated to recipes. Such magical things, recipes. The right one can fill a tummy, soothe a soul, and maybe even win a heart.
I’ll have to get back to you on that last one…
Alana
I have a great recipe for fried goldfish with gopher sauce. I think every one should try once before they die.
I love to look for new recipes. What I really like to do is take a new recipe and see if I can make it better for me and then make it my own recipe by changing it up in a differen’t way or two. I hardly ever use salt
I tried to find it,
Somewhere hidden within,
But in a black fit,
it saw in the dustbin.
It was a decision both unwise and uncouth
that day I threw out my recipe for the truth.
The recipe for disaster at this point was my lack of sense. My inability to notice his schemes. His lies and motives that do nothing but cause pain and suffering. Oh, bigbrother.
recipes are things you can bake from. they give instruction on how to cook, but sometimes there are metaphorical recipes too….such as recipes for disaster. i always try to follow a recipe. and yeah, i own many food recipes.
holly m
You can make a lot of yummy things with a recipe. sometimes people dont follow the instructions and it comes out like crap. and I get mad. you wasted all the ingredients. thats why stupid people dont cook.
jordan
long long ago, browsing on youtube, I came across a video of scrambled eggs by Gordon Ramsay.
This remains my favorite recipe ever.
Hope I’ll be able to surprise someone one day like he does. I’ve been practicing for the day.
recipes help us make things. unless you are the freak of nature that just knows everything by heart. but that is just crazy as hell. but hey im not trying to put anyone down or anything.
Nick Dore
i love food and cooking, but i use very few recipes and constantly modify the template. it seems very much like my life.
Kat
i need the recipes to love.
how do we make it
how is it made
can it even be made
can you destroy it when you want?
can you make it when ever you want?
does it stay forever?
or will it crumble in place?
how long does it take to make?
i need to know these things.
what is the recipe to love?
Jessica
I wish I was better at cooking. I wish I could cook without recipes. Someday I hope to be able to just look at several ingredients and be able to whip up something tasty. Someday….
We say that a lot don’t we? Someday….
For now though I’ll keep using recipes to make deliciousness.
They create the things in life. Food. It brings family together and generations become apart of traditions. Recipes can last forever, stored in a secret container or shared with one another. It creates relationships and in return, it creates love.
Molly
My roommates love to cook. One of them has a box full of recipes. Living with them for three years I have learned how to cook some. All of the recipes we have used have been delicious. I can’t ever really recall a time when we ate bad food, except for that one time we used fake cheese on pizza. That didn’t turn out too well.
Rebeckah
my mother has a box full of recipes kept in the pantry. some of those recipes remind me of the amazing childhood that i shared with my sister back in the motherland. good times. yeah. good times.
trisha
Recipe for disaster. Having a relationship with someone one you work with. Boundaries get blurred and its difficult to know where the working/personal relationship end. Not recommended. Would not advise to do under any circumstances.
recipes are awesome. i don’t know any recipes. Theres a recipe for cookies. i am bad at baking. i don’t know how to cook. once i made soup for my family. it was a girl scouts project. i did quite well. the soup wasgood
i love to cook. i’m the kind of cook who if i have all the ingredients and tools and the recipe, i can follow the recipe and it comes out perfect. it’s easy. but i can’t just make up stuff of the top of my head, or even really remember recipes that well. it has to be in front of me. but if i have it in front of me, i can be an amazing cook.
I was recently thinking about people who collect recipes. As I try to recall what I was thinking about these people, I find myself failing. I guess it’s just that I don’t see a point in collecting them when you could make one yourself. But I guess that applies to many things in life.
Recipes – for those of us not smart enough to realize the burning smell is supper. Times, ingredients, and how-to to minimize mistakes, and make the most of ingredients. Snickerdoodles, ftw.
I have a box of recipes in the attic. I don’t look at it very much. I just get reminded of my mother. All those times we spent in the kitchen discussing each one, getting all excited and all the smells, even the drips on each recipe card get to me. I have a heavy heart looking through those things. And my food would just turn salty from the tears.
food i can easily cook with a recipe. following directions. cookie recipes.i want to make that neman marcus cookie.
I love baking! It’s what I do when I’m bored at home. I really don’t get why people say they can’t cook, all you need are recipes. Follow them, most of them tell you what to do down to the last drop! There could be millions of chiefs out there just waiting to be discovered by themselves! Just buy a cookbook!
formulas come to my mind here. for too long I’ve realized that I’ve lived by formulas, trying to perfect the circumstances of my life. and yet, that life is anything but perfection, nor is there anything of much tastefulness. so i’ve done away with recipes for most circumstances. but somewhere there is still that book that i refer to whenever I’m craving for something predictable and controlled.
I love making chocolate chip cookies, but one time when my friend was helping me (aka eating all of the left over spaghetti) he decided to tickle the crap out of me. I’m so ticklish that I scream and fall to the floor pretty much every time. Well, he made me forget to add a cup of flour. the cookies turned out completely flat. and completely amazing.
Recipes are for people who can’t think out of the box. Or who like to do things that are perfect. I can’t decide. Sometimes, you just need to reach into the cupboard of life and grab whatever fits in your hand. Throw it in a pot, mix it up, add some heat, and enjoy the results.
A recipe for disaster.
One teaspoon of anger.
A pinch of impatience.
One tablespoon of pretentious pride.
Five tonnes of obsession.
I don’t remember my mother ever cooking from a recipe so I am always making them up as I go along and wondering how hey came to be written anywhere in the first place when they are like human signatures that spring from inkwells and pens and make themselves important as ink.
Family recipes. They are the essence of the family. Everyone always gathers around the Kitchen to whip up grandma’s and mom’s best recipes. It is a family activity shared among everyone that will live on for generations.
Recipes are not easy. I can’t do them. What I create always comes out wrong. Such like a human being. Take something so simple and complicate it.
I’m an industrial spy. I steal recipes. I know this isn’t like dealing with the CIA, MI6, or anyone “elite”, but sometimes my work can be just as messy. And I’m not talking Willy Wonka, “Whoops, some fat Aryan kid fell in my chocolate river” kind of “messy.”
You see, one time I nearly cut off the ear of a Kebbler Elf. I need to show that little pointy-eared bitch I meant business. I told him I would take my fleshy souvenir to my “employers” if he didn’t fork over the secret for Grasshoppers and Pecan Sandies. He didn’t believe me at first, so I had to cut him. Just enough so the blood would really start flowing, and of course I hummed a few bars to “Stuck in the Middle With You.” Apparently he’d seen the scene in Reservoir Dogs too and it wasn’t long before I had what I wanted and more.
“Soft Batch Chocolate Chip cookies? Oh, yes, I think I will take that too!”
Ok, I admit it. I was tempted to slice it off just for fun, but professionally it’s considered bad form to carry through with a threat once you’ve acquired what you came for. So I only pistol whipped him instead. However it wasn’t nearly as satisfying.
Ok let me see put in flour then salt but how much ? were does it say if its a table
spoon or tea spoon I am not a cook why oh why did a tell my brother to bring
his girl friend and one of his friends from work to try and fix me up with to my
place and I would find some recipes in moms cook book , not brilliant Rebacca !
“Smells good.”
“Thanks. Worked all night on it.”
“All night?”
“Yeah, since I got home about… 6.”
“You got home at 6?”
“Yeah.”
“6pm. Like, today.”
“Yeah, why? What’s the-”
“I was here at six, you fucking liar.”
this parade leads with ingredients that step in time to satisfy needs. to become that happy homemaker your mother never thought you could be. preheat that oven – it isn’t actually that horrible of a metaphor – i was hot and ready to go before i had the right ingredients to cook with. that, and the only things i knew how to make were cookies. i watch myself stuff face with the sweets from my past that are so unhealthy and bad for me… and while i am trying to eat right now, that void can’t be filled with broccoli.
… no matter how good it is for me.
I keep all the recipes in a box, locked up above the sink, next to the liquor cabinet. Most of them are the same. For casseroles, dinners, cakes and cookies. But one is locked up especially. One is special.
for success are hard to find, and thickly veiled directions to failure abound.
Sometimes when I try to cook, it doesn’t work out all that well. Scratch that, all the time I cook. It burns. A lot. And most of the time, it’s not my fault. It’s mainly just the fact that people talk to me. I get distracted by people. Especially if they’re hot.
Oh, recipes. I have so many. So many collected, so many to try. I even have a folder in my email account dedicated to recipes. Such magical things, recipes. The right one can fill a tummy, soothe a soul, and maybe even win a heart.
I’ll have to get back to you on that last one…
Oh, recipes. I have so many. So many collected, so many to try. I even have a folder in my email box dedicated to recipes. Such magical things, recipes. The right one can fill a tummy, soothe a soul, and maybe even win a heart.
I’ll have to get back to you on that last one…
I have a great recipe for fried goldfish with gopher sauce. I think every one should try once before they die.
Food, tastey food, cooking. All stem from recipes, whether they are written or memorized.The best way to share information about food.
angel foodcake
eggplant parm
cupcakes
eggs benedict
fritata
pasta
steak frites
banana bread
ceasar salad
chopped salad
grilled chicken
bagel and lox
I love to look for new recipes. What I really like to do is take a new recipe and see if I can make it better for me and then make it my own recipe by changing it up in a differen’t way or two. I hardly ever use salt
I tried to find it,
Somewhere hidden within,
But in a black fit,
it saw in the dustbin.
It was a decision both unwise and uncouth
that day I threw out my recipe for the truth.
The recipe for disaster at this point was my lack of sense. My inability to notice his schemes. His lies and motives that do nothing but cause pain and suffering. Oh, bigbrother.
recipes are things you can bake from. they give instruction on how to cook, but sometimes there are metaphorical recipes too….such as recipes for disaster. i always try to follow a recipe. and yeah, i own many food recipes.
You can make a lot of yummy things with a recipe. sometimes people dont follow the instructions and it comes out like crap. and I get mad. you wasted all the ingredients. thats why stupid people dont cook.
long long ago, browsing on youtube, I came across a video of scrambled eggs by Gordon Ramsay.
This remains my favorite recipe ever.
Hope I’ll be able to surprise someone one day like he does. I’ve been practicing for the day.
recipes help us make things. unless you are the freak of nature that just knows everything by heart. but that is just crazy as hell. but hey im not trying to put anyone down or anything.
i love food and cooking, but i use very few recipes and constantly modify the template. it seems very much like my life.
i need the recipes to love.
how do we make it
how is it made
can it even be made
can you destroy it when you want?
can you make it when ever you want?
does it stay forever?
or will it crumble in place?
how long does it take to make?
i need to know these things.
what is the recipe to love?
I wish I was better at cooking. I wish I could cook without recipes. Someday I hope to be able to just look at several ingredients and be able to whip up something tasty. Someday….
We say that a lot don’t we? Someday….
For now though I’ll keep using recipes to make deliciousness.
They create the things in life. Food. It brings family together and generations become apart of traditions. Recipes can last forever, stored in a secret container or shared with one another. It creates relationships and in return, it creates love.
My roommates love to cook. One of them has a box full of recipes. Living with them for three years I have learned how to cook some. All of the recipes we have used have been delicious. I can’t ever really recall a time when we ate bad food, except for that one time we used fake cheese on pizza. That didn’t turn out too well.
my mother has a box full of recipes kept in the pantry. some of those recipes remind me of the amazing childhood that i shared with my sister back in the motherland. good times. yeah. good times.
Recipe for disaster. Having a relationship with someone one you work with. Boundaries get blurred and its difficult to know where the working/personal relationship end. Not recommended. Would not advise to do under any circumstances.