
(my apologies to Mario Batali and Michael Symon for cutting off your heads and replacing them with ours, but I really like your chef jackets with the American flag – very NASA-ish)
I have no idea what I just got myself into – did I have to open my big mouth and challenge Dr. BBQ to an “Iron Chef” event here in Florida?
I fluffed my feathers in his face and he called my bluff!
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from my column in Tampa Tribune
Tat-tat-taaaat-tat-tat-taaaat-tat! That, my friends, is the beautiful sing-song sound of Chef Martin Yan’s cleaver as he chops bok choy. In fact, everything about Martin is musical, from the lyrical harmony of his Chinese accent (yes, it’s real – I asked) to the way he rhythmically pulses the food processor. Brrrrrr-brr.brr-brrrrr.
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As you know, I’m doing all the cooking, writing and photographing for the Steamy Kitchen cookbook.
Today, I’m taking a photo of Grilled Pineapple with Chocolate Coconut Rum Sauce for the book, and I thought I’d let you take a peek into one of the most idiotic things I have to do in order to get the most perfect shot for the book.
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from Steamy Kitchen column in Tampa Tribune 5/21/08
When I was little, my mom used to take a 2-quart pitcher, fill it with water, add a few tea bags and placed it in a sunny spot early in the day. My job was to chase the sun. As the sun moved throughout the day, I had to nudge that stupid pitcher.
Not a fun job, especially since back then as a kid, tea to me tasted like tree bark. What made the whole job worse was that our patio was covered with an open latticework canopy of two-by-fours. Great for playing a quick game of tic-tac-toe in the shade-produced lines, but you can imagine the frustration of making sun tea?
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