L. D. Rapoport

Eater's Note - this is a continuation of my prior post, Duck Soup, in which I buy a frozen duck, throw out the plastic tube of orange sauce it comes with, and make black bean soup out of the breasts.  My thought was to tacolate the thighs and legs - that's a word, right? -...

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We should all eat more duck.  If we did, it would be cheaper.  One reason that doesn't happen is that the word "duck" is especially funny in English, being so close to "fuck," which by itself is pretty hilarious if you just take it as a syllable.  Vaudeville logic states that all words with a...

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"First, I put an apple on the table.  Then I put myself inside the apple.  Ah! So peaceful."  -- Henri Michaux An apple would make a good therapist, don't you agree?  Whenever I need to express myself by eating something at the round red core of flavor, I go for a Macoun, which is a...

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I'm a food optimist.  I assume anything quickly and roughly made will be delicious.  This includes, especially, burritos made on a portable gas stove at a car wash in Los Angeles, bags of boiled peanuts bought along Route 1 in Georgia, and any truck stop fudge with a xeroxed label. Though I generally enjoy measuring...

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Here's one of the happiest dishes I know - an instant vacation.  And I take it for the usual reasons:  boredom, restlessness, a desire to show off the pictures when I get back.  More specifically, I have a shrimp cocktail occasion and can't leave well enough alone. So let's make a sauce that needs to...

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