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Nori is not for me – Maki Clack

I’ve been reading Maki Clack since CliqueClack Food came into existence. My sushi experience is limited to trying nigiri sushi once, and it was horrifying. Raw fish is just not my friend. Yet, Debbie had me very intrigued with all of these tasty-sounding vegetarian combinations. Plus, I had never given nori a shot. Nori is […]

Glark’s world-famous veggie chili – Recipe Test Drives

I’m a bad vegetarian. Growing up in a family where we ate out most of the time and no one really cooked has made me a mostly non-adventurous eater. Case in point: veggie chili. This is one of those dishes that’s super-easy to make and infinitely customizable. Well, I’ve got the super-easy part down, but […]

What is the tiniest hot dog in the universe?

So I’m peeking over at Twitter earlier tonight and, amongst the stream of consciousness that is (what many people affectionately call) the Twitterverse, I see someone post the term “the tiniest hot dog in the universe,” with a link that I won’t share, since it really went to nothing at all. But that had me […]

Avocados are never perfectly ripe – Food Rant

It could definitely be just me. I seem to have trouble with finding the balance of ripeness, what with my banana issues and all. Maybe a life-long New Englander just isn’t fit to attempt bringing an avocado to ripeness. The Californians are laughing heartily right now, I’m sure…. Here’s the problem: here on the east […]

Baseball, nachos and Fries – A gastronomical Home Run

Now that baseball season is here, I have been able to partake in one of my favorite pastimes. I like to sit and watch baseball and eat ball park food. No, I do not mean a bowl of soup like you can get in A T & T Park in San Francisco. I mean real […]

A burger with its own zip code – Fast Food Generation

Ah, baseball! Just the mere mention of the word conjures up sounds and smells from days of yore. The aroma of fresh cut grass, for instance. Or the sound of pine against the rawhide of the ball. Oh, and we can’t forget the scent of a player on the verge of roid rage. Then there’s the […]

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