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29 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
WCFOODIES LIGHT UP THE BLOGOSPHERE AFTER THE BROOKLYN CHEESE COOKOFF
wcfoodies: Please excuse and allow us a short moment of vanity as we share with you some of the press we got for our 3rd-place-audience-award-winning Homemade Ricotta Cheesecake with Homemade Sea Salt Dulce de Leche at the Brooklyn Cheese Experiment a few weeks back. from Amateur Foodie Adventur
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24 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
Variety Announces the Launch of HUNGRY NATION
Variety Announces the Launch of HUNGRY NATION: First thing I love about this is that Variety completely ignores the existence of Food2. Which is as it should be, of course. Second thing I love: Hungry Nation will launch with two shows - VendrTV and Working Class Foodies. Go watch!
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24 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
TORTILLA ESPAÑOLA or TORTILLA DE PATATAS
It happens to everyone: you hear the name of something for the first time, and suddenly, that thing is everywhere you look. That’s how it happened with the tortilla española. I could swear I’d never even heard of it, and if I’d seen pictures before, I probably assumed it was just another fri
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24 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
¡TACO PARTY! (TACOS DE LENGUA)
MAX SAYS: I am a card-carrying omnivore. Always have been. Though my sister has gone through several bouts of fully-fledged vegetarianism, I have never felt so inclined; I have cuspids and I am going to use them. That being said, I believe it is our responsibility to ensure that the lives of the
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24 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
MARKET SALAD
MAX SAYS: As a kid, it wasn’t uncommon to see a simple green salad on the table as an accompaniment to the steak, or roast chicken, or whatever was for dinner. These salads were usually of the last minute, kitchen sink variety: some bag of pre-rinsed lettuce, bits of spare veggies, perhaps a can
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24 Sep
Blog: Working Class Foodies
SEAFOOD COOKOFF: BLUEFISH VS. MUSSELS
MAX: BLUEFISHWhen I was a kid, my grandpa would take me fishing almost every time I saw him. We were usually pretty successful, too. I always begged him to let me take our bounty home so my mom could cook it for dinner. He smiled and silently released each fish back into the water. I haven’t been
