I hate being a deadbeat blogger, but it’s time to admit it: this blog’s on hiatus for a while. Maybe ever. Not ruling out the possibility of a Blink-182-style revamp. (They have another album coming out soon. Eyeroll.)

It’s not like I’m not cooking– boiling pears in a caramel sauce right this second actually– and reading and thinking about it a ton. It’s that I’m not compelled to write about it, or if I am, I’m writing about it for an outlet that will pay me. I love writing for free but I love writing for moneys and a printed product a hell of a lot more.

I always suffer from feelings of inadequacy looking at this blog, because it is never going to be what I fantasized when I started. To have a popular food blog and get product endorsement deals and Food Network shows, you have to be, uh, rather different than Poor, Drunk and Hungry. My focus has always been on snappy writing and irreverently dispatched missives on food, but the rest of the world prefers cute interfaces with pink, curly fonts and lots of beautiful photography of the steps of each recipe. A focus on writing gets lost in the visual-obsessed world of the internet.

I have spent most of my life caring about words, not caring about graphic design or owning a nice camera. Don’t get me wrong: I love gorgeous food blogs and half of my recipes these days come from Joy the Baker. But I cannot be Joy the Baker. And every time I log into this intending to post something, I feel like the writing won’t be up to par and the photo will be lousy. (I can guarantee the photo will be lousy, my camera ain’t for shit.) I’m busy doing other shit, anyway, like working two jobs and running Missoula Punk News (which fills a need in this town, which is hilarious) and making dinner for my brother and sister and knitting and…yeah.

So, anyhoo, this blog is on hiatus. You can find a trillion marvelous places to read and write about cooking, food and where it comes from. Start with Cook’s Illustrated and go from there.



P.S. I got all caught up writing this and burned the shit out of the caramel sauce and pears. Remember: you can usually cut the burned parts off and the rest is okay! Sigh.


Ratatouille. Make it.

Hey guys.

The fall harvest season is here. It’s like Christmas, but with tomatoes instead of awkward chit-chat with relatives, so better. I am going to be living off ratatouille for the foreseeable future.

Ratatouille should not be pretty. Mine looks like wretched, even worse than that picture. Wretchedly awesome. I roasted a batch in my half-size casserole dish and ate the whole thing, with a glass of milk and a toasted buttered baguette. I REGRET NOTHING.

Ratatouille, Roughly:

Dice up a bunch of eggplant, zucchini, red onion, tomatoes and garlic cloves. Toss it all in drizzled olive oil, balsamic vinegar and sea salt. Put it in a casserole dish and roast it for an hour or so on 375 ’til everything’s squishy and your house smells angelic.


Coffee, Sausage and Kale: PDH on the radio with mp3 download

So it turns out I do a lousy job of radio production when I only have 20 minutes. (Hey, some dude was hogging the studio.) If you missed this when it aired, well, good for you. Anyway, here’s the proper PDH podcast available for your listening pleasure!

Click here to download the PDH Episode 2 Podcast: featuring coffee! It turned into a rather breakfasty sort of episode.

Poor, Drunk and Hungry: Herbs, Rickshaws ‘n Micheladas, with podcast

Miss out on the inaugural episode of Poor, Drunk and Hungry? Don’t worry, all the bad jokes and half-assed advice are eternally captured on mp3!

Our cocktail hour featured the rickshaw, a refreshing gin drink, and the michelada, a spicy way to improve shitty beer.

To make basil simple syrup, bring 1 c. sugar and 1 c. water to boil until sugar is dissolved, stir in about 1/2 c. loosely packed chopped basil, and let steep overnight in the fridge. Strain into a jar.

The Rickshaw: 2 oz. gin, 1 oz. basil-flavored simple syrup, 1 oz. lime juice. Combine in cocktail shaker or jar, pour over ice and garnish with basil leaf.

Michelada: Pour glass of ice half-full with Mexican lager, stir in 1/4 c. lime juice, few dashes of soy sauce, few dashes of worcestershire sauce, several dashes hot sauce. Top off with remainder of beer. Garnish with cilantro.

Click here to download the radio episode of Poor, Drunk and Hungry that aired 7-23-2012.

Twenty minutes ’till WE CHANGE YOUR LIFE!!

…Or not.

Anyway, at 10 p.m. Mountain Time (that’s 9 p.m Pacific) check out KBGA or tune in at 89.9 FM if you live in the Missoula valley for the first Poor, Drunk and Hungry radio show, which includes Crock Rock, a segment featuring interviews with local bands about food!

I should warn y’all that, like many other “special first times,” this one will be kind of awkward and over with quickly.

Comfort food: ramen

What a sad day in the news.

Here is a nice thing to make: make a package of Ramen noodles according to instructions, crack in an egg and stir. Pour in a big, pretty, deep dish and top with chopped chives and basil. Give it a healthy dose of sriracha.

Goes well with strawberries.

Feed a Fever, Feed a Cold: Eating When You’re Sick

I’m laid up with a sore throat and fever, and as such even less able to think coherently than usual. This is just the time to blog!

I’m rarely sick anymore. Especially since my college days of working three part-time jobs and running around with dubious characters ended, my immune system is bitchin’. But every so often stress and lack of sleep coincide and my body says “screw you and your beer drinking plans, we’re gonna lie on the couch and watch TLC all weekend.” Which would be fabulous except it’s really beautiful weather and I have articles that need to be written and packing that needs to be done. (More on the packing stuff later. Because, yes, I am gearing up for another move. You’ll like this one.)

I suspect I’m sick now because last weekend, I had epic days of Fun Friend Time, starting with a house show starring my favorite Missoula bands in Seattle that went til 3 a.m. and then on to Portland to see some of my favorite drinking buddies and then back to work at 9 a.m. by Monday. Also, had some mega stressballs to deal with, and they were neatly resolved on Friday morning, after which my brain and body just seem to have given out. I swear all the mysteries will be revealed. Later, when I’m more coherent.

Anyway, this is good, satisfying stuff to ease a cold, and God help you if you don’t have any on hand and need to drag your ass to the store:

Onions and garlic: I read somewhere (probably a back issue of Vegetarian Times) that onions and garlic are good for the immune system, because they have vitamin C and fancy compounds and such. They’re delicious, and pack enough flavor that I can taste them when my sinuses are all clogged. French onion soup is the best way to dose yourself with onions.

Herbal tea, preferably with peppermint, chamomile and licorice: Butterfly Herbs in Missoula sells the best cold and flu loose tea, for like $1.25 an ounce. I stock up every time I’m home. It’s got yarrow and elderflower and other herbs in it, too, and tastes kind of gross without honey, but it soothes my throat and sinuses way better than any nasty, syrupy cough drop. I used to make a big pot of this tea and fill a thermos to make it through a day of school with minimal suffering.

Echinacea tea as a preventative measure: I swear to God, as soon as I run out of echinacea tea, I get sick a few weeks later. This is either because it really works, or because of the good ole placebo effect. I like tea, so I really don’t care either way.

Animal protein: I don’t eat meat very often. Whole grains, eggs, dairy and beans are my normal sources of protein, which is great and healthy and all but when I’m sick I get very Anthony Bourdain-like in my enthusiasm for animal flesh. I made a tuna sandwich for lunch, and for dinner just now I cooked ground beef in my cast-iron skillet with onions, spooned it onto cold soba noodles, slathered on some sriracha and ate it. Delicious greasy meaty meatness.

Soup broth: The essential. Note that I don’t include processed pre-made soups like Ramen or chicken noodle, and that’s because that shit won’t make you healthy. Most storebought soup is little more than sodium and carbohydrates, and if you want to get well, you need protein, vitamins and whole grains. Even if summoning the effort sucks, you can make your own super-easy soup by sauteing diced onions or garlic, pouring in chicken stock and cracking in an egg or two.

Greens: I love greens normally, but they also rock when ill. Nutrients! My go-to sick/hungover food is egg drop soup with a bunch of chopped kale or spinach stirred in.

7-up and orange juice: Neither of these things is actually good for you, and yet, because that’s what Mom and Dad always bought us when we were sick, it’s what I buy. I can only drink so many buckets of herbal tea before I gotta switch off. My anti-sugary-drinks resistance is weakened when I’m ill, and once I’m healthy I’ll use the remainder to mix my whiskey with.