Welcome to our Blog!
We are Jen and Marisa, graduate students at the University of Delaware and we LOVE food! So we decided to start a food blog as a fun and creative way to share our ideas and recipes. Enjoy :)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Pasta with chicken, zucchini, and yellow squash in a garlic white wine sauce
Castle Island Burgers and Mike's Pastry Cannoli
After soaking up some sun at Castle Island, we made our way to the North End, my absolute favorite part of Boston. I was super excited because th
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
Cape Cod and Uncle Merlot
As my vacation continued, I made my way down to Chatham to visit my Aunt & Uncle with my parents. This is my favorite place to go on the Cape. The beach is within walking distance of my uncles house, there is a phenomenal candy store in town, and my aunt & uncle just happen to be fantastic cooks. Now when I was younger, I was never much of a seafood fan. I usually ran away from the steamers my cousins would try to get me to eat. I guess my taste buds have changed because I could not get enough of my Aunt's stuffed clams and clams casino. I got so lost and distracted by the clams casino that I did not remember to take a picture of them but let me tell you, they were outstanding. Juicy and just bursting with loads of flavor. She had topped the clam with garlic, some breadcrumbs, crunchy bacon and some fresh basil. And then there were the stuffed clams. These were amazing. The stuffing was made of ground up clam bellies, onion, celery, bread crumbs, garlic, butter, fresh herbs and a whole lotta love. Not to mention, topped with a nice piece of crunchy bacon. It was so rich and flavorful with a satisfying hint of clam. They really could not have been better. Big shout out to Aunt Janet for those!
Fenway Franks...the hot dog saga continues
It should come as no surprise that there is yet another post about hot dogs. It's summer, hot dogs just make sense. With that in mind, I ventured on home to Massachusetts for a nice little vaca to my parents house (yes, grad school has resulted in me referring to being at my parents house for an extended period of time as a "vacation"). One of my very dear friends arrived home in America after a year of living in Abu Dhabi...where they don't eat hot dogs or any other form of pork for that matter. In celebration of Jenny being home, a bunch of us went to Fenway Park for a Sox game and obviously, a Fenway Frank, or 5. Jenny would not stop talking about how excited she was to eat a hot dog. Her excitement was contagious as my stomach began to rumble at the thought of a juicy salty Fenway Frank. Now, I do like hot dogs, but to me, there is no other place on earth where they taste as good as they do at Fenway. I got my 5 dollar hot dog and slathered it with mustard, ketchup, and relish. The anticipation was too much for me to handle, I will admit I took a few bites before I got back to my seat. Once I sat down I could enjoy my hot dog to its full potential. I tried to savor it but it was just too good. My hot dog was gone before the game even started. I couldn't stop myself from shoving the plump, juicy meat wrapped in a fresh s
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