June 5, 2010

Flavoured milk brings me back to my childhood, probably because the last time I had flavoured milk was when I was 10. At the grocery store, I used to sneak Nesquik into the shopping cart; not like my mom’s hawk-eyes didn’t see, she just pretended not to notice.

Tags: milk, milk bar, strawberries
March 25, 2010

I’m not a big fan of cookies that have a bunch of things thrown into them. I like order, balance and complimenting flavours when baking. So, even though Milk Bar Compost Cookies have claimed cookie lover’s hearts everywhere, I wasn’t so sure they would claim mine.

Tags: cookies, milk bar
March 14, 2010

It’s my 100th post today so I thought I’d celebrate with a crazy-delicious Momofuku Milk Bar Volcano! Also, I created a Facebook page for Momofuku for 2. Click here to join my Facebook Fan Page
The Momofuku Milk Bar Volcano is scalloped potatoes, bacon, caramelized onions, and Gruyere all wrapped up in a mountainous bun overflowing with calorie-laden Mornay magma.

Tags: bacon, cheese, milk bar, onions, potatoes
March 4, 2010

Mike has a cookie addiction. Not a full-out blue furry monster one, but it’s something we live with. There are never cookies in this house because they get eaten instantly. Usually I combat this by keeping cookie dough in the fridge that I bake off every so often. That way, fresh cookies are only ever 15-20 minutes away.

When I heard about Momofuku Milk Bar’s cornflake chocolate chip marshmallow cookie I knew I had to figure out a way to make them. I’ve never tasted the original cookie before, but these ones disappeared almost instantly, so I know they’re good.

Tags: cookies, cornflakes, milk bar
February 27, 2010

I’ve never tried crack before, but after having this pie, I don’t feel I ever need to.
Feelings of euphoria? Check.
Supreme confidence? I can eat a whole pie! Check.
Paranoia? Somebody’s been eating MY pie! Check.
Loss of appetite? After eating a whole pie? Check.
A craving for more? Check.
Oh boy, is there a craving for more. Seriously, this pie is insanely addictive. An oatmeal cookie crust and a sweet, gooey, butterscotch-y filling combine to create a delicious bubbling mess of salty-sweet goodness. When it cools, you’ll have to fight for your share. Or you can grab the pie plate, turn your back and crouch in the corner, stuffing your face like a feral cat. A feral cat that uses a fork, of course.

Tags: crack pie, milk bar