Maybe you’ve decided to go the sexy route this Halloween. We suggest something that makes you look good enough to eat. Because what’s sexier than food? Nothing, really. Click through for some of the most delicious costume options out there for the ladies.
Remember when they used to bring out the gummy worm and crumbled Oreo “dirt” cake at elementary school Halloween parties and it was, like, the greatest thing ever? I might have been particularly enthusiastic because I was eating a lot of actual dirt in my day-to-day life (my brothers and I used to play “restaurant” out in the garden and it was considered quite rude not to take a bite of a freshly-made mud pie), and Oreo dirt had a much more pleasant flavor. Anyway, the point is that just because we’re adults doesn’t mean we can’t still cook up some spooky Halloween-themed food. I found recipes for everything from puff pastry intestines to shrunken head cider (and check out the Dexter blood slide candies up on the top right! So cool). Click through to check ‘em out…
Bill and I are a lot alike in many ways. We enjoy the same music and movies; we have a great sex life; and we share similar political and spiritual beliefs. But, when it comes to our eating habits, we are like oil and water. He’s oil; I’m water, and we would not make good salad dressing.
In fact, he hates salad, unless it’s meat. I’m a vegetarian, and his idea of vegetables is French fries with ketchup. “Well, the school board says it’s a vegetable,” he says. … and I’m a food and nutrition professional!
This used to drive me absolutely crazy. Then I realized, none of us has a perfect “I agree-with-you-100-percent-of-the-time” relationship. There’s always going to be something that bugs us about the other person. Read more…
We’ve all heard the expression “The quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” But for John and me, food was the quickest way to our first argument. He said I didn’t eat enough of it, and he didn’t mean portion size.
“How can you live in New York City and not try new foods?” John asked on our fourth date, when we’d gone out for pizza. I told him the city was more than a collection of restaurants to me. “I eat to live,” I said frostily. This had always been a good way to shut people up when they said I was too picky. John sighed, “You’re really missing out.”
Having different palates—mine mostly limited to foods children like, John’s overrun with ever-evolving flavors and cuisines—wasn’t a dealbreaker. But I know other couples might not agree. Read more…
So, at this point I’ve done quite a few recipe roundups, for all kinds of culinary indulgences from crazy-delicious cookies to gooey macaroni and cheese, and I can honestly say none of them has triggered such dramatic, drooling side effects as this pumpkin-palooza. I pored over pumpkin recipes with my mouth hanging open, every once in awhile yelling at my boyfriend to come into my office, grunting and gesturing at a photo of chocolate pumpkin marble cake or pumpkin caramel bread pudding, at which point he would sit down next to me with his mouth hanging open and we would both just stare at my computer screen, a low “Mmmmm” emanating from our throats. Pumpkin, you guys. It’s way better than porn.
Also, see the photo up there on the left? Those are pumpkin pie vodka shots. Yeah. Click through to get all the delicious pumpkin recipes you’ll need for fall….