Roman Holiday

We’re kicking it in Rome this weekend. Pasta, pizza, walking all over town and drinking every Negroni I can get my hands on. Needed a break from work and there’s no better place to get it. Slightly more regular updates over on twitter under the @NaughtHem handle. Advertisements

Cheesesteak Sandwiches with Homemade Buns

We didn’t have plans for Sunday.  Mrs. NH was kind enough to brave freezing temperatures to go for a quick supermarket trip while the girls and I puttered around the house and watched vacation home movies on my newly reconditioned Windows Media Center.  Of course in the Not Hemingway household, a day without plans usually…

One Day in Tbilisi

Have you ever taken an extended trip by yourself?  I do on a fairly regular basis for work.  I find myself to be an utterly terrible traveling partner.  Maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on myself, though.  I’m different when I’m with people.  I like having a good time with people.  It’s just that it’s…

Hydra Harbor

Mid way through Memorial Day weekend and we are waiting to take a boat back to our car on the mainland. The kids are officially tripped out and I am on the way to the market to get Mrs. NH and me some “coping fluid.” Commonly known as beer. See you on the mainland!

Duck Confit and Caramelized Brussels Sprouts

Oh, the life of a bachelor.  Canned food. Of course, if you’re this bachelor, it’s duck confit from a can.  Don’t cry for me, Argentina.  Er, Prague. Yep, duck confit and these sprouts that I have told you about before were dinner on Sunday night.  Crackly skin, puffy almost candied chunks of garlic and a…

Salmon Tartare

There’s something fishy going on at NotHemingway.com.  It’s a guest commentary from the culinary troubadour, Fredericksburg Flash.  He first brought you a commentary on the Salt ‘ till ya Drop post a few years back.  The spirit has moved him again and he’s decided to contribute even more great food experiences to the blog.  This…

Canned Cassoulet au Confit de Canard

Roasting duck is a pretty involved process.  I’ve done it once or twice in the past and have always been pretty happy with the results.  However, the process of rendering the fat off the bird is not for the faint of heart so if I can avoid it, I do.  I order duck out at…

A Perfect Day in San Sebastian – Part 2

“Siesta” marks a huge split in the day in Spain.  I have been told that for those Spaniards in the corporate world, it is a thing of the past.  However, in the small hill towns of La Rioja and even the winding back streets of “La Parte Vieja” of San Sebastian, it is still very…

A Perfect Day in San Sebastian – Part 1

Sundays in Spain are pretty hard to beat.  One can choose church in the morning or, if you were like us, opt to let your 4 year old and 8 month old sleep in after a typically late Spanish Saturday night.  The majority of the morning was rainy and gray so we hunkered down until…

Absolut Rhubarb: Rhubarb Infused Vodka

Yes, I know I’ve blogged this before.  But it is worth repeating.  I guess having two daughters makes you like pink.  Especially when it is in the form of this great concoction.  After 24 hours of infusion I have something that will help cool off a muggy summer evening.  Yes, it is pink, but it’s…

Shiner Brewery Tour – Shiner, TX

On the road between Houston and Austin and have an hour or two to spare?  Set the cruise to 74 on some back roads and hit the Spoetzl Brewery in Shiner, Texas.  Any old GPS (or map) will get you there and it will be worth your visit. I’ve visited a few breweries in my…

Cleaning with Vodka

Mrs. NH and I are expecting the 4th member of our family in February.  The lead up to that occasion has caused me to reflect on some of the ways our life changed way back when were expecting Little NH a few years ago.  I remember the biggest bummer for me was that I had…

International Truffle Festival, Alba, Italy

One doesn’t need to linger long at this site to know that Mrs. NH and I have acquired a real taste for truffles while living over here in the old country.  Of course, while many of my readers see this as just another example that NH has gone all high-falutin’ euro-style, I see it as…

BBQ = World Peace

I believe the NH clan did Texas proud Thursday night.  The brisket was tender and the ribs were fall-off-the-bone moist.  Brits, Slovaks, Australians, Czechs and Canadians were gorging on slow-cooked meat saying things like, “So you can get this stuff everywhere in Texas?  Now I see why you like it so much.”  Mrs. NH’s mac…

Meringue Ghosts and BBQ

I’m cooking ribs and brisket and Mrs. NH is in some sort of a Halloween cookie frenzy.  Pumpkin-orange icing and pointy hooded ghosts abound in the dining room.  We’re finally making good on our promise to have our local friends over for Texas BBQ tomorrow.  The beer is chilling, the ribs are resting and 8lbs….