Recipes

Is it wrong to use words like yummy, yummers, nummers and the oh-so-widely-used phrase “yummers in the tummers...

Oh Boulder, how I love you, but this week I'm in Malibu, and I must say … a person could get used to this. I'm here for a little bit of Dessert Diva work and a whole lot of Dessert Diva play — they tend to be one and the same most days of the week, and I'll take it...

People are always asking me, “Theo, what should I do with all the Choux paste that’s sitting around my kitchen?” And I’m always like, “Can I just get my transfer, dude? I’m in a hurry...

Wood-fired, brick oven Napoletana. Put this in front of the word pizza, and people will pay about $18 for a tiny 12-inch pie made with less than $4 of ingredients. The problem is, in my experience, the success rate for traditional ’za, good enough to bring a tear to ...

Yippe! I got an invitation to a pool party from a lovely Boulder Weekly reader. They remembered my request for a boat ride last year and thought this was the next best thing. How nice was that? It did however, just like my bikini, come with strings attached. You ...

Well, I missed it by one stinking month. I am a day late and a dollar short, or maybe two scoops short of a waffle cone is more appropriate. July was national ice cream month, and here I am about ready to gush over some hometown Boulder deliciousness. In August...

So, last week I gave you a “healthy” muffin recipe. I must say, I got a great response and decided I shall become the Muffin Man, I mean the Muffin Woman. I already have a muffin top, so I have a jump-start. Come on, that’s funny...

Turn off your ovens, people. The temperature is hot, and so are my desserts (yes, I complimented myself, whatever). Not this recipe, though. I’m saving on your electricity bill and making your life sweet all at the same time. No-Bake Chocolate Oatmeal Bars are a hot ...

And just like that, it’s legal to wear white pants again. Memorial Day has come and gone, and now starts my bevy of freshberry and no-bake desserts. Of course, it is also shorts season, so perhaps I will break out some low-fat, low-sugar, help-the-cellulite-...

Welcome, 2011. I’ve been waiting forever for you. Well, for at least a year...

The season to indulge, smile, shake hands and kiss babies is upon us. And, of course, ’tis the season to enjoy a libation or two (or four) each and every night. At least that’s how I enjoy the season. Yes, I’m sentimental that way. Champagne, hot buttered rum, spiked...

It´s cold, baaaby...