This is a story about a girl and dinner…and how she never cooks it.
This may come as a shock but after cooking for this space and doing my freelance stuff, the last place I want to be (usually) is in the kitchen washing dishes. Cooking is never really the deterrent, but the dishes keep me away. And plus, it’s so nice to go out and about sometimes. But recently, all I’ve wanted to do is cook dinner. It also helps that Josh does the dishes. Teamwork is pretty chill.
A few weeks ago I went to my neighborhood grocery store and picked up a few ingredients for an impromptu bolognese with some ground lamb I already had in the fridge. I kind of thought nothing of it, in fact I actually fell asleep midway through because I was coming down with a cold. I came this close to burning it AND the house down, but luckily I didn’t and I’m alive to share this recipe with you, because it turned out to be one of the best things I’ve made in quite some time, so said Josh.
As I was sitting in front of my fan (it’s still miserable in LA), editing these photos, I quickly realized how silly of me for posting a burger recipe the day after Labor Day. You’re probably sick of burgers. Or maybe, like me, you had no American food at all. My Labor Day was full of some dim sum and Korean shaved ice and two small Mexican fish tacos. And some new and old friends. It was rad.
These lamb burgers aren’t your traditional burgers anyway so I think it’s all good. In my dreams, these will be your dinner. They’re awesome and special.
Yesterday was a nice and relaxing day; I’m glad I ended up taking the day off to enjoy myself versus my original, depressing plan of working. I’m happy I chose fun. You gotta choose fun sometimes, man.
Happy Easter, my fwiendz. I grew up very Catholic, so Easter in my house was a big deal. It was the day when we got to eat whatever it was we gave up for Lent. Most years I gave up sugar. Except for that one year when I tried to “give up” vegetables–that totally didn’t fly.
So, since I was coming off of a serious sugar deprivation, Easter always meant stuffing my face with Peeps and Cadbury Eggs, which is weird because I don’t even think I liked them very much. I just needed a lil’ sugar fix.
Now, as a grown-up who isn’t religious, I still love Easter. It’s nice to gather some friends, eat outside, have brunch, talk and enjoy each other’s company.
Whether you’re celebrating the holiday or just chilling with friends, lamb is always the move. I went through a phase when I refused to eat cute animals. This included bacon. This phase did not last long. At all.
This lamb is rubbed with herbes de Provence, lemon zest and a good amount of salt. It’s seared and then roasted. The mint pesto is bright, tart and so super Spring-like. I just love it. Hop over to Etsy’s blog for the recipe.