Fun with Fire!

Oh yes. A good friend of ours, knowing (and yet obviously condoning at the same time) my tendency towards dangerous cooking, got me a kitchen blow torch for Christmas. I don't think I have ever owned such a fun toy.

I have often wondered why it is that women do so much of the cooking, since men tend to do it better (no offense to the many good women cooks out there, but on the whole men tend to be all around better in the kitchen). Part of it is that the tools of cooking have "overgrown boy" written all over them: very sharp knives, food processors, flames, inflammable liquids, mallets, chisels, cleavers, etc. Let's face it: a proper kitchen is like a demented laboratory. All it needs is a Jacob's Ladder and a Van de Graf Generator and it would be perfect. Some of us even use saws and blowtorches. This is the stuff of sixth grade mad science experiments.

Anyway, expect some recipes featuring a variety of singed and flamed ingredients. Whooopee! Call me Vulcan!