Cooking
Welcome to the Domestic Daemon’s kitchen, where good intentions occasionally produce excellent dinners, and occasionally require a takeaway.
This is where I share the stories behind the cooking: family traditions, culinary misunderstandings, kitchen experiments and the occasional spectacular failure. Some involve recipes handed down through generations. Others begin with the immortal words, “How difficult can it be?”
If you’re looking for actual recipes, you’ll find them over at More Than Meatballs. Here, I’m more interested in what happens when real life gets between the cook and the cookbook.
Pull up a chair, put the kettle on, and make yourself at home.
Just don’t expect everything to go according to plan.
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The Day the Smurfs Invaded My Dinner
Or how a perfectly innocent pan of green beans turned into a chemistry experiment. I consider myself a reasonably competent cook. I’ve been feeding people for decades, and while there…
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Made with Love? Nonsense. Made with Onions
In which I question the emotional requirements of a decent dinner. There is a phrase that appears with alarming regularity in cookbooks, food blogs and the more sentimental corners of…
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The Worst Meal I Ever Cooked (And the Man Who Ate It)
In which a Swedish interpretation of Italian cuisine meets a hungry Scotsman, with consequences that would haunt him for years. My husband is not a fussy eater. This is a…
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The Day My Husband Fried His Bollocks
It seemed like a good idea at the time. To him, anyway. Before anyone calls an ambulance, I should perhaps clarify that the bollocks in question were not my husband’s…
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Caught Red-Handed
The trials and tribulations of a suburban housewife Awake at the crack of dawn, quite literally, on this beautiful Saturday morning, I am already planning the day’s great adventures. Having…
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What Came First, the Chicken or the Egg?
In which the Domestic Daemon challenges the laws of physics As many people will testify, I am an excellent cook. Provided, of course, that the food is served in the…