Most foodie bloggers have their list. The list off to the side of other foodie blogs that they happen upon whether it is daily, monthly or maybe even hourly. I have mine too, see it there, right there on the side. It's rather small compared to the list of places that I actually check out weekly. Someday I'll get around to listing all of my stops.
I happened upon blogs last year and decided that they filled some sort of curious voyeuristic itch. I suppose that is why some people like reality TV shows, but me, I found I like to take a peek into peoples' kitchen. It felt almost nourishing to see that people cooked with the same feeling of gifting, of release, and sometimes total recklessness.
The photos of succulent meats, shiny ripe fruits, and glazed salads are what first piqued my interest. I love my magazines with their glossy pages and inky smell, and oh the pictures. The colorful blown up images of FOOD. But here they were on my computer, gleaming with potential. And they were from real people with real kitchens, who admitted to real mistakes, or what they would do next time. This world was better than a magazine it was real. These were people who also took pictures of their plates before taking a bite. There are some fantastic food photographers out there:
I was recently without some of my magazines lately and it hit me the other day that I was still sufficiently satisfied with new recipes and wonderful pictures. In fact my file of recipes is bursting forth with even more vigor. My bookmarks are becoming ridiculous with future goodies. Just look at these Brownies from Elle's New England Kitchen. I'm not sure if I can pass up this recipe for Bacon Ice Cream. I am constantly checking out what Gluten Free Girl has going on.
I've never left Giddy Gastronome without being completely and totally blown away by presentation. If my popsicles looked half as interesting as hers I'm not sure I'd allow the kids to eat them.
Then there's the numerous recipes that I've tried and have come to adore.
This little number was from The Leftover Queen. I recently noticed that she hosts a very fun "jousting" contest with different ingredients each month. One day I'll have to give that a go.
Oh dear, then there's that Pioneer Woman. She makes me laugh and also forces me to use all the butter in my fridge. The luscious creamy concoction covering my fruit is here. This is like an all purpose wonderful tool to leave in your fridge. It makes a delightful fresh ending to a heavy meal, or a very satisfying snack. Ok, then I had this severe craving for something meaty that will leave you with some serious arterial damage. So her Marlboro Man Sandwich was the perfect medicine.
The poor former nutrition major in me was just screaming and throwing a fit when I added all that meat and butter to the skillet. But inevitably the pregnant lady won (she wins a lot lately). These sandwiches truly are cowboy greasy eats, but man it was good. No regrets.
So this is my thank you, my homage to Other People's Blogs. Thank you much for all of your inspiration. Thank you for visiting here, for filling my belly and my need for all that is food, glorious food.