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Met Gala/Met Ball/Sanitarium

First of all, I am going to be making the switch to WordPress very soon. Tumblr is really cramping my style in terms of the fact that people dont want to read 5000 word essays on trivial things when theyre actually on Tumblr to find anorexia diets/soft corn porn photos featuring minors with Taylor Swift lyrics photoshopped into the bottom of the frame. No offense Tumblr….

Second, I can’t post a billion pictures which is really annoying. I actually had to use this thing my mother once told me about -discretion. It turns out, world, I really can’t have it all…. Oh well. Such is life.

So basically, above are my favorite ensembles I saw from photos that I stole from the Associated Press. I cannot pick ONE favorite (like picking between my children, although we all know I will definitely have a favorite child, and I definitely hope my children never see this… all 17 of them), but I am going to have to say its a tie between Diane Kruger’s purple Prada getup and Emma Stone’s Lanvin dress. 

First of all, Diane Kruger could wear [insert any cliche hideous item: trash bag, burlap sack full of potato skins, caution tape, etc etc] and still look stunning. I feel like getting cast as “Helen: the face that launched 1,000 ships” in Troy was probably the biggest ego boost ever (I would be cast as Shlumpy 3rd best friend). Point is, she’s gorgeous. When I first saw this ensemble I cocked my head and kind of had a “Huh??” reaction to it. It is a somewhat unconventional silhouette, and the color of the dress and necklace are right at the borderline of Purple Big Bird and perfection. Obviously since it is my tie for favorite- it is more perfection. Brava Diane… Brava.

I immediately loved Emma Stones adorable little dress. I love the shape, the juicy color, and even the quirky plastic adornments which are stitched onto the entire thing. It is SO fun, so girly, so retro, so cute. I already love Emma Stone and seeing her in this dress just made me want to grab both her hands, bounce on a trampoline with her while staring into each other’s eyes… laughing… eating tootsie rolls…. smiling…

The rest are some of my other favorites although there were many more I wish I could post. And of course… while there were more than enough outfits on the red carpet that just did NOT do it for me- I am trying to be a more positive human being. I will only say this: Beyonce’s dress was nauseating (still love you B) and K. Stew: NO. NO. NO NO NO NO NO. Not in my house. Not in anyone’s house. Not on this planet.

Beard Awards + Fun Facts coming up. Love yall!

Met Gala and Beard Awards

I have just returned to my humble abode after a romp in the Big Apple and I am having a panic attack. The influx of information, pictures, congratulatory tweets, and envy-because I am sitting at home with Mario Badescu drying lotion on my face- has become very overwhelming. 

Expect the longest article to ever be written, longer than Infinite Jest and Swanns Way put together- on Met Gala, on Beard awards, on how I wish I was at both events simultaneously and how that’s just one reason I wish I had an identical twin (that is just slightly uglier than me). Expect drooling, expect shock, expect awe, expect photos, expect a novel on the puzzle that is K.Stew: her facial expression, her dress, and her mummified club feet at Met Ball.

I hope you all are better than I am currently. Need a beta blocker. Need a brown bag to breathe into. Need James Franco to shave and to stop appearing to public events stoned.

Sincerely Yours,

Rox

PS. Holy shit I need to get to Next restaurant in Chicago NOW (winner of Best New Restaurant at Beard Awards). They change themes every three months and they are currently doing an homage to El Bulli…. this could be my last opportunity. I just fainted.

James Beard Awards 2012

Next Restaurant

Good people of Tumblr, Im sorry about that long hiatus. I was really busy with work (eating, watching netflix in bed, baking, sobbing to Steel Magnolias, eating more, thinking about working out, taking up knitting instead) but alas, I have recovered from my Winter hibernation in good spirits and enthusiasm to report to you that I have had many culinary adventures!

Part I: Some delicious sandwich recommendations from yours truly: East/West Coast Edition-

Ahhhh, the Bay Cities Godmother. How could I neglect thee? Sandwiched between two freshly baked, crispy halves of french bread still hot from the oven lies a heavenly mixture of Italian dressing, peppers (mild or spicy), provolone, genoa salami, mortadella coppacola, and prosciutto. If you want the full experience, order a large with the works and a craft beer to wash it all down. Bay Cities Italian Deli also serves up amazing pastrami and hot meatball sandwiches. Don’t leave without a freshly baked baguette for extra carb-induced guilt.

For the (L)East Coasters, we have another highly publicized sandwich which lives up to its reputation, the Spuckie at Brookline’s own Cutty’s. The Spuckie is a thin sandwich which features ingredients all made in house including mozzarella, carrot olive salad, finocchiona, mortadella, and hot capicola. The flavor is unique and mighty tasty. Order it with a side salad with their house-made dressing, and house-made lemonade. For being the small, local operation that it is, Cutty’s packs a major punch. I am so impressed by the dedication of the people who run the place. I also have to include their roast beef sandwich which earns them as many accolades in my heart as the Spuckie does. God Bless.

Spuckie News

Bonus picture is the pork fat for sale. Which I bought. In real life. Dont tell my cardiologist. Or my Mother. 

Last but not least, an amazing burger that I can’t get out of my dreams. The Regal Beagle’s Brunch Burger. My friends are honestly getting annoyed with me because I will not stop talking about this meal. My writing about it wont do it justice. A warm toasty brioche bun sandwiches lettuce, tomato, gruyere, and a perfectly juicy beef patty but WAIT: add grilled onions, sauteed mushrooms, an over medium fried egg, and sriracha (I am a devout member of the David Chang Church of Sriracha if anyone does not know this about me yet). I ate this burger on a date recently. I had condiments and grilled vegetables dangling off of my face and covering my lap. It was attractive. Do yourself a favor and eat this burger. You probably need the 5 pounds, and hey, seeing you a little fatter will do wonders for my self-esteem. 

There you have it. Just a miniature summary of more reviews to come (I have done A LOT of eating these last few months). More coming soon plus recipes for my green corn tamales, prosciutto-wrapped dates, strawberry shortcake, paella, homemade pizza, and more! 

Hibernating?

Hibernation indeed. Signing off,

Rox

Bay Cities

Cutty’s

Regal Beagle

The New Mission

Dalya and I’s new mission is to find the country’s best burger. YES. THE COUNTRY. I know it seems ambitious but you’re probably seriously underestimating the size of our mouths and gullets and thighs (and opportunity to be chic, jetsetting, sexy vixens on a mission to rid the world of crime).

Of course we’re biased towards our beloved In’N’Out double double animal style but we promise we will give 5 guys, white castle, 5 napkin burger, Fathers Office, Minetta Tavern, Craigie on Main, Umami Burger and more… a fighting chance.

This investigative work will be grueling and difficult… but well do it for the love of our [3] readers.

You’re Welcome.

me- making googly eyes at my one true love, the only thing that ever understood me…. sigh….

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For the movie lovers: A video about Alfred Hitchcock…if he was a cookbook.