Emeril picked up some salt and threw it in theatrically. “Bam!” he yelled. He waited for applause, but none was forthcoming. “This is harder than the old days,” he said. 74 more words
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My grandmother, Baba, and I share a similar passion for the delicate French dessert: Creme Brûlée. We’ve made it together multiple times and now I’ve gotten the hang of making it myself. 395 more words
Let’s just say I get a little competitive when it comes to food.