When Marc Maron joined us for a show on coffee it happened to be during the Jewish holiday of Purim, when it's customary to eat hamentaschen cookies. So before we got to talking coffee, I shared some of the ones my wife had baked. Here's what happened next.
UK cartoonists Berger & Wyse write to say they've just discovered our podcast and are fans. By coincidence, a spork figures in a recent cartoon of theirs (above), which was posted to their blog with the title, "He who speaks with sporked tongue." Check more of their their food-focused work, which appears in the Guardian. /mark
We always enjoy hearing from Sporkful Eaters in faraway places, including troops serving around the globe. We're glad to hear our podcast helps those stationed abroad pass the time or get a taste of home. Whenever I read a comment or e-mail from folks in the military, I always think of the indestructible rations they're issued for
This photo comes to us from Keith Dixon, author of the excellent new book "Cooking for Gracie: The Making of a Parent from Scratch", who writes: I made something this morning that reminded me of my all-time favorite Sporkful video, the ultimate grilled cheese. I made some Sullivan Street Bakery cheese bread, and all the pecorino melted through and basically crisped
In our Easter show, Mark said he always imagined the Easter Bunny being somewhat like a dragon, because both are known for guarding things that they acquired, but did not create. In the case of the Easter Bunny it's eggs, of course, and in the case of a dragon, it's treasure. Well listener Jane emailed us this photo, of one
Dan M. was at our recent New York meetup, but apologized that he couldn't stay long because he was due to meet friends for a massive steak dinner. No apology was needed, since that's a perfectly valid reason to skip out of a Sporkful event. Before he left, we had a conversation about favorite steak house sides. I professed my
Paul in Chicago sees no reason why whiskey, bacon and pie should live in separate worlds, so he signed up for a pie contest: There was bacon and bacon fat cut into the crust and a tablespoon of whiskey in the pecan filling. . . This was a nerve racking event for me because it was the first time I ever