Don’t Take Any Shit From Spaghetti Squash

The challenge: To cook and blog about all 115 recipes from the 1st Thug Kitchen cookbook Eat Like You Give a Fuck, within a year. Did I accomplish my goal? You bet I did. Did I learn shit along the way? And did I fall even deeper in love with Thug Kitchen grub? Yes and hell yes….

Spring Veggie Bowl with Red Curry Lime Sauce. Hold the Burnt Tofu.

The challenge: To cook all 115 recipes from the first Thug Kitchen cookbook within 365 days. 71 recipes down, 44 recipes to go, and 113 days left of the challenge. Prepare to have your minds blown by  these flavours. (and how bad I am at cooking good I am at burning stuff!) I decided to make the…

Ode to a Burnt Waffle

This went all wrong. You know when you make waffles or pancakes and the first one you make is always a bit off? Weird looking, like the runt of the litter? Well all my waffles turned out like that today. ALL OF THEM. Except for one. I’m not sure what went wrong. I followed the instructions to…

Tofu and Kitchen Disasters

So since starting this blog I have managed to burn rice, savagely over-spice soup, ruin ravioli,  set off the fire alarm in the middle of a dinner, drop a bunch of glasses and smash them to smithereens, break a plate and now this “mysterious” mark has appeared on my wax table- cloth. Am I talented or…

Radical Radishes (and cremated chips)

This week I made the Spicy Plantain Chips from Thug Kitchen: Eat Like You Give A Fuck. I also made the Braised Radish Bites from Thug Kitchen Party Grub. Some of it went well. Some of it, not so much. The Thug aren’t to blame. Nope, this one’s on me. Let me set the scene…

Happy Horny Hibiscuses

Okay, so maybe 11.30 at night when you’re feeling quite tired isn’t the best time to be writing a blog. But I was just sitting here taking stock. That’s right bitches. TAKING stock, not making it. So I feel like I’ve made loads of recipes already, but to keep track I wrote out a list of all the…

Burn baby, burn

I would apologise for the radio silence, but eating like a thug means never needing to apologise. Truth is, I’ve been staying at a house in the woods the last week and a half, with no wifi. #nowifi #firstworldproblems So I wanted to snack like a fucking king, and the Thugs had told me that I…

Pasta sauce and Helicopters, with a side of justified paranoia.

The other day I cooked a little dish that I’ve decided to rename: ‘I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.’ This is mainly because I found myself saying this out loud a number of times while I was cooking it. At one point I nearly shouted it. And that my friends, is the goddamn truth. What I’m…