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Pierogi Recipe

My mom is obsessed with keeping a stocked freezer, but I guess I don’t really take after her, because my freezer tends to be relatively empty, aside from random containers of stock/ramen broth, frozen dumplings and pierogi. I admit, I store buy frozen chinese dumplings and pierogi for those times that I just don’t feel like cooking. I tell myself it’s because of ease and convenience, but really, I just love the taste of frozen pockets filled with deliciousness.

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Green Onion Oil Devilled Egg Recipe

In Momofuku, Chang mentions that his Scallion Oil is one of Momofuku’s mother sauces. He basically says you can’t live without it and I tend to agree. Scallion oil, or green onion oil, as I like to call it, is a delicious, delicious sauce. While I tend to like my recipe better than his, I’ll definitely back up his claim about never going hungry with green onion oil in your fridge.

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Ginger Fried Rice Recipe

Jean-Georges Vongerichten’s ginger fried rice as interpreted by Mark Bittman has been floating around the internet for a while, but it took me a while to finally work up the courage to give it a try. You see, Jean-George is a well respected world renowned chef and I didn’t want to make his his fried rice and not like it. Fried rice, much like how you cook your instant noodles, is a very personal thing.

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French Onion Melt Sandwich

I love, love, love cheese. So much so that a visit to a cheese shop is almost better than a visit with brand-new dachshund puppies–almost, but not quite. Puppies aside, one of my ultimate favourite cheese shops is Murray’s, in NYC. The Murray’s on Bleecker Street has a Murray’s Melts counter with create your own grilled cheeses and ready-made, grill to order sandwiches.

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Pastitsio Recipe

I’m not to sure why casseroles have such a bad reputation. When I was a kid, I would always hear my classmates complaining about eating casseroles. I have no idea what they were complaining about. Whenever I got to eat casseroles at my babysitter’s house, they were delicious. Then again, I was only five and my babysitter had the habit of rolling cigarettes while she was cooking, but I remember her casseroles being creamy delicious messes of meat and pasta.

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