*disclaimer: Revelation S. Public Relations graciously donated my soul© for the purposes of this blog post. They did not force me to write anything nice about it (except for in the contract that they...
If a recipe calls for a box of cake mix, it’s not a recipe. -The controversial tweet (mine) that launched this tirade The big push to get everyone back into the kitchen at the expense of qualit...
*Update: Here are Pictures from the actual Cinco De Derby- I embellished my sombrero with live flowers for a truly hybrid look. Right after this next shot was taken, he went on to win the race. He su...
This is a continuation of my lonesome ode to biscuits and gravy. Part one can be found here, which is all about biscuits. If you managed to wend your way through that behemoth ballad, you’ll find tha...
There are more recipes for biscuits and gravy in the world than there are boob jobs in Beverly Hills. Many of them are passable, at best. Frustrated by the lack of a truly exceptional guide that take...
Fresh off the heels of bacon-wrapped bacon and chili con carne soused in Velveeta for the superbowl comes the weeklong gag-me season of red velvet everything. A quick scan of the interwebs reveals re...
There I was, merrily taking a little break from food blogging to realign my priorities and practice my big comeback into the world of social media (hint- it involves jumping through flaming hula hoop...
I did not intend for 2012 to start somberly, but I can’t seem to lighten my loafers. All I can think about is change. Once I start to lose my personal struggle with change, it shrouds everything I se...
In the spirit of pursuing things that matter in the new year, I’ve been distilling my priorities. I am the type of person whose home reflects the state of her inner monologue. If my home is clean and...
It occurs to me in this festive week of overindulgence and resolutions, that what people ultimately want is to matter. Every resolution can be traced back to that very verb, if you think about it. Th...
Contrary to popular belief, I follow doctor’s orders. It’s just that no doctors ever tell me not to josh and jostle with drag queens on Halloween, or not to do flying leaps off skeeball lanes in skys...
I’ve been a busy girl the last couple of weeks. I didn’t get up to near enough kitchen hijinks, though I’ve managed a fair bit of fun. But it’s not all mischievous merriment in the life of Salty Seat...
I’ve done it now. Gotten myself in too deep and forgotten a step- now it’s too late! Will my guests realize the cream cheese is store-bought? Should I feign illness and beg-off when it’s really that ...
As part of Doughvember, which is our month-long celebration of sourdough baking, I asked Sharon from NickelMoon to write a guest post. She has had a profound connection to sourdough through the years...
This is a powerhouse post. If you stick around to the end, you’ll walk away with two mind-bending recipes, each containing enough magic sparkle sauce to put a permanent spell on a dishy prince (shoul...
This post is part of the Doughvember series. Read on, for the giveaway of the week. In case you’re not caught up, Nicole from Pinch My Salt and I are raising awareness about sourdough baking througho...
*Update: If you’re up for participating in doughvember and you’re on twitter, tweet me and I’ll add you to the twitter list @saltyseattle/doughvember. You can follow along with othe...
As humans, we put a lot of things into our mouths. Stop and think for a moment: what has passed by your pearly whites on its way to your esophageal heaven today? I’ve had tea, several tiny French lav...
The best things in life are …………………………………………………………………………fr ied. It’s true. Maximum guilt is intrinsically linked to maximum pleasure. Sex is good, but sex in an elevator is better. You may feel guilty...
*Aside- Doods! I’m nominated in two categories (Best Writing Voice and Most Humorous Blog) for the Foodbuzz blog awards. If you can find it in your heart to vote for me, go HERE. Voting ends Oc...
Have you gone completely insane like me? Do you keep your sourdough starter on your counter in two separate containers that you’ve affectionately named Toby and Sassafras? Are you constantly in searc...
*Exciting update! The folks at Art in the Age who make Root liquor were pretty thrilled about this root beer float, so they offered me the chance to give some goods away to you. Much as they would lo...
*Special thanks to Andrew Wilder of Eating Rules, who took most pictures from this post unless otherwise specified. Remember summer camp? Whistling with ten crackers in your mouth after swimming the ...
Pim Techamuanvivit of the blog Chez Pim made a resonant point on her facebook page recently. She said: “It annoys me every time I hear someone say “I’m a self-taught cook/chef/whatever...
*contest winner is Krista Phipps, comment #20 Fresh off the heels of the most brilliant food and adventure weekend in Portland, Oregon, I’m back in the saddle. And by saddle I mean bed, because...
You are dead to me. Ever since a shop on at least every-other-block in Seattle decided to festoon their windows with week-old versions of you, hawking each for upwards of $4.00 a pop, I have wished y...
*this is not a sponsored post- I’m just in luuuuurrrrvvvve. It is extremely rare that I endorse products on this blog, much less single-use kitchen gadgets. Generally speaking, things like pizza scis...
The common hamburger. It’s an Americana staple, and probably the most iconic sandwich known around the world. It’s permeated the hearts of food-lovers across the globe much the same way as pizza or s...
*This post is not typical of what you find on Salty Seattle. I will return to regularly-scheduled programming soon. Yesterday I checked my blog comments as I do several times a week and I came across...
When Jennie Perillo instructed us to “make a peanut butter pie and share it with someone you love. Then hug them like there is no tomorrow because today is the only guarantee we can count on” I compl...
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