Above: De Prael on Sunday, featuring completely reasonable non-cheesy piano jazz. Might be a good appetizer for the slightly later and historically more raucous session at the Engelbewaarder if you're into that kind of thing.
Our own kitchen is still not a hotbed of thrilling cooking these days, but what with the Super Bowl lumbering into view this weekend you kind of can't go anywhere on the internet without running into somebody's idea of what appropriate food would be.
So let me completely unnecessarily add our diminutive quack to the fracas. Something on Saveur led me down the ol' bunny hole into a bunch of Dale Talde recipes that we're going to try and steal.
This is an often-NSFW, mostly gluten-free kitchen notebook that also occasionally threatens to turn into something else and fails, thus remaining its same old cryptic and superficial self. These posts begin to fail to explain (start at the bottom).