I do crazy things with food. My roommate does, too, but I tend to have zanier ideas. They’re zany enough, at least, for someone to say that what I do with food is akin to terrorism — so I started calling myself the ingredient terrorist because that amused me.
Perhaps that isn’t the most circumspect, politically correct nickname to give myself at this point in American history (I have to wonder if, given the URL, the government will start watching my blog; if so, hi! You’re welcome to make these recipes, too), but I like it.
Anyway, I tend to have bizarre ideas, but those ideas are almost always delicious. I hope you enjoy them.
