115 Quotes About Ingredients

The tanginess of a literary metaphor must come from some extra ingredients that spice up a mere overlapping of traits.

Tee gives her the milk so dark it looks like the Mississippi flooded into the cup. I can't imagine Tee using any sort of bottled Hershey's or Nesquik, and I'm right. She makes her own syrup, whisking Dutch-process cocoa and home-brewed vanilla extract with sugar and salt and water.

Deciding that he was essentially useless, I made him a large glass of sangre del tigre- "blood of the tiger"- a lethal Bloody Mary that I had picked up in Mexico City. Tomato juice, clam juice, raw egg, fresh horseradish, hot sauce, ground white and black pepper, salt, the juice from pickled jalapeños, orange zest, and a large slug of mezcal.

As she assembled the stuffing with ingredients Doris had prepared- a pound of bacon fat scraped to beads, the crumbs of two penny loaves, a small nutmeg grated, a pinch of cayenne pepper, and a little grated lemon peel-

Dorey says the key to chowder is letting the ingredients cure in the pot for a day before dishing it up, which is counterintuitive since fried clams are best right after they're dug. Personally, I think it's the chives in the chowder." Pensive, she studied her empty bowl. "Or the bacon. Or the parsley." Her eyes rose. "Maybe it's just the butter. Since Dorey's chowder is Maine style, more milk than cream, the butter shines.

Time for lunch. Take me somewhere good. Somewhere Italian."She chose Vine, one of the cafes on the main plaza, and ordered a burrata and squash blossom pizza. The fluffy soft cheese, drizzled with fruity olive oil, paired beautifully with the crisp blossoms and homemade crust. Eaten with chilled elderflower soda, it was exactly what she'd been craving.

Such a careful chef would never have caused this disaster. And no one who makes such tasty porridge could be responsible for this disarray," she announced. "Whatever-after did you add to it?""Just a pinch of cinnamon, some of my favorite spices, and a little bit of cream." Rosabella was happy to share her cooking tips.Momma Bear continued to smile, but when she thought Rosabella wasn't looking, she added some more honey. Rosabella laughed to herself. Momma Bear must have a sweet tooth.

Half of what I write is imaginative reality. The other half is realized impossibilities. Blended into one, these make a fantasy.

I personally believe a crucial ingredient in rehabilitation is to admit that you completely screwed up.