Know your ingredients. Take them out for drinks.
Follow recipes as closely as you can without being detected. Wear a disguise if necessary.
Buy fresh, buy local. If you are broke, search only in the ripest dumpsters and patronize your local food bank.
Ashes can be substituted for black pepper in a pinch.
Never challenge an onion to a game of strip poker.
Give names to each of your knives and talk to them frequently. This will guarantee few interruptions while you work.
Don’t serve anything you wouldn’t eat yourself. If you enjoy pain and humiliation, for example, feel free to serve a knuckle sandwich.
When cooking with gas starts to lose its luster, try turning into a pillar of fire by day and a pillar of smoke by night.
There are only three bodily secretions you should consider cooking with: milk, blood, and tears. The last is an excellent seasoning for pork.
Open sesame with a mortar and pestle. Magic imparts a sour taste.
Sing to pickled things in a minor key.
Never buy processed foods. Instead, stock up on artificial sweeteners, preservatives and stabilizers and make your own.
The rituals of food preparation can imbue your everyday life with holiness. Visualize each muscle in your body as a choice, sacrificial cut of meat.
Like the O’odham Indians, go on an annual pilgrimage for salt.
Artisinal bread is simply bread that has been shouted at.
Keep a dog under the table at all times.
Add more garlic.
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Particularly brilliant.
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