I just want to wish you a very happy halloween and also show off you my Chucky Pumpkin. I carved this for a pumpkin carving contest in my building at work. With the insides, I made spiced pumpkin seeds with cumin, garam masala, ras el hanout, salt and cayenne pepper, a caramel topped pumpkin cheesecake, and a pumpkin pie. I've never had pumpkin pie before (does that mean that I can't call myself an American?) I'll post recipes and crappy pics later (because really, my pics are truly crappy).
Not to toot my own horn here, but if I don't win then this contest is fixed! Fixed, I tell you! This almost looks as good as my werewolf cupcakes! :)
Hi. I'm Chucky. Wanna Play?
And since this might be the cutest thing I have ever seen, I have to post it (although it has nothing to do with food).
Wired.com has a feature on Top 10 Food Photos. Above, a dish of mussels "turns crunchy" as the mussels had "eaten a bunch of tiny little crabs."
The question is, would you eat a bunch of tiny little crabs? I know it's no different than the large thing, and I would like to say that I am quite adventurous when it comes to eating, but this really freaks me out. I can feel those tiny little crabs crawling around on my tongue right now.
Now, I've never eaten deviled eggs before, but these look mighty fine. Richard Blaise, Top Cheftestant, has decided to gussy up the old classic and create the delicacies that you have just feasted your eyes on.
Where do deviled eggs come from, you ask?
"...boiled eggs with a dressed-up yolk have been around since ancient Romans poured sauces of wine, honey, pine nuts and herbs on them. By the Renaissance, eggs stuffed with savory spices were common. So when did they get the devil in them?
In 1849, Mistress Margaret Dobs described "deviling" in her book, "The Cook and Housewife's Manual," though she was referencing meat. Deviling was achieved by adding 'scorching heat or tear-compelling pungency' to food, she wrote. Among the list of ingredients: salt, pepper, cayenne, curry, mushroom, anchovy or truffle powder, and 'must be administered at the discretion of the consumer.' "
I might cry tears of joy from eating the one on the right. Duck confit. Yum.