Entries by Alastair

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Pizza Dough

I finally managed to make a decent dough for my pizza. Took a few tries to get it right. A friend of mine told me to write this down. Few thoughts: The recipe often leaves things out. I remember chatting with a friend not that long ago and she commented that the biggest problem that […]

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Guess I should talk about the title of this blog

Not that it’s that earth-shattering. I live in Canada and dontcrowdthepan.com was already taken. But the link to the .com version of the title doesn’t get you anywhere. Maybe it’ll come up at some point. Maybe not. I’m not going to spend too much time worrying about the .com aspect of the site. The saying […]

Studebaker, Cuba.

There isn’t really much about this photo that relates to food. Nothing at all, in fact. I shot this on my first morning in Havana. I was there with my dad. He wanted to see the Panama Canal and when I looked around to see where else we could go (nothing personal, Panama, but aside […]

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Ginger, and my childhood obsession with it.

My mother is going to kill me for this. Well, she’s actually more forgiving than that, thank goodness. One of my major fears is that in writing about my food habits, I’m going to paint her as a poor parent. She certainly had her strengths and weaknesses. We all do. One of her lesser strengths […]

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Bowl of Cherries

I eat these things like popcorn. Aside from stained fingers, there is little downside to enjoying a few cherries. You get to spit out seeds across the backyard, they taste great, you can look them over pretty carefully so you don’t end up with one that might be a bit, uh, off… But there’s more: […]