I am always on the lookout for my next perfect recipe. To me, a perfect recipe fulfills the following five criteria: quick, uncomplicated, healthy, tasty and pretty to look at. So when I saw this simple shrimp salad recipe, in what I affectionately refer to as my German food porn (otherwise known as the beautifully illustrated and slobber-inducing Lust auf Genuss magazine), it was love at first sight. I have made this dish a number of times and it always stuns me how effortless and yet immensely satisfying it is.
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February 20, 2010 in
soups
Tim is claiming to have a cold. He looks pretty healthy to me, but then again, he sighs dramatically, insists that he has a headache and that he needs some tender loving care. Still, he’s quite endearing when he’s sick, which is something that cannot be said about me in the same circumstances. I, normally, turn into a red nosed, irritable, whiny, aggressive and completely unbearable sneezing-wheezing-coughing bag of germs. And the way it usually goes is as follows: Tim gets his cold first and then graciously shares it with me, only by the time it gets to me, the bacteria usually would have developed a mean streak and decide to come down with all the vengeance. Ah, the joys of marriage and its joint marital colds. By now, I have the cold alert procedures worked out. Due to the dislike and the disbelief in the healing power of cold medication, I rely on my patented, highly effective and scientifically proven way of curing colds: Mom’s chicken soup. Hectoliters of Mom’s chicken soup to be exact. And you know what? It really works. My theory is that chicken soup is pure love, it is warmth, it is home, it is a feeling that someone really loves you; it’s all you need to feel better. [Either that, or terrified by the prospect of another bowl of soup, the patient recuperates on the spot]
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Happy Birthday Kitchen Crush! Happy Birthday Kasha! We need to celebrate! But since you’re in your infancy, a whole cake would be perhaps too much… Besides, due to infantile amnesia you wouldn’t remember receiving a cake anyway. As for me, there’s really no need for my butt to grow so much that it will be forced to secede from the rest of my body and to become its own republic. So here goes something sweet and size-appropriate – dark chocolate mousse…
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The idea of a food blog has been banging around my head for more than a year now. However, the blog has only materialized now, because I suffer from what I like to call debilitating perfectionism*. When I first imagined this blog, I wanted everything to be perfect: the recipes, the pictures, the design, the posts; everything… perfect, perfect, perfect… So, excuse me if the blog will, in fact, be very imperfect, but it couldn’t have been launched otherwise. It would still linger in the conception phase, somewhere in-between creative despair, self-flogging and corrections… none of which, come to think of it, are very appetizing. So today, after a year of dreaming it up, I’d like to introduce you to my Kitchen Crush – very imperfect and yet… filled with love for food, photography, eating, drinking and sharing all this with friends. Bon Appétit.
Kasha
*with a pinch of laziness
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