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The Moody Kitchen: Black Cherry and Thyme Jelly from the Red Dimension

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April 29, 2009. Black Cherry and Thyme Jelly from the Red Dimension. I heard a knock at the door. No, not a knock- more like the rasp of a brush against a snare drum. It was the sound of 10 cats licking the 10 toes of an infant. Of 10 baby bats sucking obsessively at a peach. Yes, this sound was more tongue than fist. A hiss. A feather tickling your wrist. Eyelashes against a pillow. Tails in shallow waters. I heard reptilian roars and insectual. Or catapulting squirrel teeth. My hair sprayed outward...

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The Moody Kitchen: Strawberry Chamomile Quick Bread

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June 30, 2009. Strawberry Chamomile Quick Bread. And as I looked a quickening gust. Of wind blew up to me and thrust. Into my face a miracle. Of orchard-breath, and with the smell,-. I know not how such things can be! I breathed my soul back into me. From "Renascence" by Edna St. Vincent Millay. As some of you know, I am a sucker for floral and herbal infusion. Adding a base of lavender or a hue of thyme to a regular bread, jelly, or creme brulee. Are any of your flowers edible? However, some of these pl...

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The Moody Kitchen: January 2009

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January 13, 2009. Burger, Burger, glowin' bitchin'. On the counters of my kitchen,. If you give me one last taste. I'll glow green in outer space. Glowing green" is good I hope,. But if it's not I'm sure I'll cope. I'm glad I got this off my chest;. Please consider my pale request,. You add as many green-and-glowing vegetables and legumes to the mix as you possibly can, that's how. The superfood miracle I designed in my kitchen last night was so green, in fact, that it. This is why I decided to experimen...

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The Moody Kitchen: How to Cure a Common Cold (and Make a Lion Jealous)

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February 24, 2010. How to Cure a Common Cold (and Make a Lion Jealous). Dear Nose, Head, Throat, Eye Sockets, Neck, Ears, and the People who Have Them:. I have a message that will save you- turn you from broken to whole. This message is like a brick through a window in rewind. Have you ever felt like a sacred animal? Well, what the hell are you waiting for? I have the power to make you FEEL the Holy Spirit made manifest in your mucus membranes. His Light is alive in. Where Even in yours? Ill give you a f...

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The Moody Kitchen: February 2010

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February 24, 2010. How to Cure a Common Cold (and Make a Lion Jealous). Dear Nose, Head, Throat, Eye Sockets, Neck, Ears, and the People who Have Them:. I have a message that will save you- turn you from broken to whole. This message is like a brick through a window in rewind. Have you ever felt like a sacred animal? Well, what the hell are you waiting for? I have the power to make you FEEL the Holy Spirit made manifest in your mucus membranes. His Light is alive in. Where Even in yours? February 13, 2010.

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The Moody Kitchen: Keepin' It Real with Peasant Food

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February 13, 2010. Keepin' It Real with Peasant Food. Blanched and Ready for Some Offal. There's nothing like being catapulted into ecstasy by a dish that is cheap and easy to make. Who needs to spend millions on a truffle-stuffed Cornish hen.that's been stuffed into a pig's bladder.that's been stuffed into the slacks President Obama wore to his senior prom.that's been stuffed into a diamond-studded Hummer? However, don't turn your back on stuffed food just yet, folks. Even though Obama's. The amniotic m...

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The Moody Kitchen: April 2010

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April 11, 2010. Blueberry Lime Sorbet and a Love Letter. You, my darling, are the wild side of nobility, the King's second son- the edgy one who smokes cigarettes under bridges because he's "got time, nothing but time." You are not the delicate blackberry prince whose life is always on the verge of ruin and rupture. You live hard into old age, remain intact. You and your flared crown, your deep blue ink that stains my fingers, your tight skin. I once saw your color in a near-night sky in Arizona. 3 Pour ...

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The Moody Kitchen: Doing Right by Accident

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March 3, 2010. Doing Right by Accident. Proof of Happy Accidents. Most accidents don't end happily.which is why we call them. Take these two accident scenarios, for example:. You accidentally send your boyfriend an email that was meant for your lover: "Please don't let Steve, your brother and best friend and godfather of your three children, know that you and I are madly in love. Even though I can no longer stand Steve and his ridiculous addiction to Kim Kardashian, he is rich, and that I. Good save," I ...

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The Moody Kitchen: Ginger, Apple, Tofu and Butternut Squash Soup

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October 21, 2008. Ginger, Apple, Tofu and Butternut Squash Soup. I am usually not the type of person to order soup at a restaurant. Ordering soup at a restaurant, in my mind, is equivalent to ordering water at a bar. You just don't do it. In a world where sandwiches and pizzas and stir-fries and pastas exist, why order liquid in a bowl that you have to clumsily eat with a spoon? Cool almost daily- I reluctantly accepted my soupy desire. After assessing what my kitchen had in stock, I decided to do an Asi...

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The Moody Kitchen: March 2010

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March 28, 2010. High Art for Those with Low Standards. True artists refuse to be bound by the rules of society. In the face of Standardization, they spit fluorescent. Saliva. In the ear of Tradition, they whisper, "Thanks, but no thanks.". When it comes to vision, a true artist views his world not through the eyes of mainstream culture, but through the gaze of his own pulsating pupils- pupils that perpetually widen and constrict like the mouths of glow-in-the-dark sea anemone. Or even the Cadillac Ranch.