Since I can remember I’ve always been eating my Nai Nai’s (dad’s mom’s) cooking. She’s now over 95 years old and continues to be incredible, bustling around and constantly feeding me. I recently spent time at home and my most important mission during my visit was to spend time with her learning how to cook the dishes I had grown up loving. Like most chefs, my Nai Nai does not believe in exact measurements. “Just look at it,” she says “Taste it,”—and that’s how I learned to make the necessary adjustments. So, for those who prefer more precise measurements, here are two of my Nai Nai’s recipes quantified.
As a woman with a serious raw seafood fetish, I dream about oyster bars.
It’s pretty much my idea of heaven.
So when I heard that the hip hip hooray bar that is Delphine at the W Hotel in Hollywood, CA had a fresh Raw Bar Monday, which consisted of plenty of seafood going at only a mere buck and two for each, my ears perked and my mouth started salivating. Heaven, here I come! Continue Reading »
