Last night, I ate tripe because I was dining with a chef and didn’t want to be too big a buzzkill. Today I went to the butcher at Eataly and asked exactly what tripe is. I should know these things by now. Anyway, in case you’ve been living in a lard-free cave like me, it’s cow’s stomach and it’s disgusting. On that note, I’ve never met a butcher who didn’t make me blush. Especially the Italian ones in NYC. Right?! I think my next book should be called “Tough Meat: My year finding a butcher husband.” Now I’m laying around eating a big mamma milk chocolate bar from Trader Joe’s, calling it an early dinner. Much more my style. Reading Gwyneth Paltrow’s cookbook as I ride out the sugar high. Why doesn’t she mention Chris Martin even once???? Looking to see if she has a good carrot cake recipe. I have to bake one for a dinner party Thursday night. Any recipes? Please? xxAlyssa
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thatluciegirl said:
my mom (who’s shanghainese) used to make tripe all the time and it was one of those dishes i loved but never knew what it was until i was older. you should try it at a dim sum place next time!
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