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I bought a bottle, then realised I don't know how to use it. This reminds me to google some recipes. Thanks!!

I'm really bad at math and measurements, this kind of recipe is perfect for my 19 month old daughter and me!

Beautiful - I love it all.

But the heavy pans over the doorway make me nervous. please be safe!!

Oh dear. This post was begging for an a$$ kicking. I think rich n beautiful women with lavish abodes, picture perfect kids and lifestyle (cooking) advice don't go down well with most people and their idea of reality. She is stunning, so is her family, the pics rock and I for one thought her blog was nice to view. I'm however still loving smitten kitchen more than the fancy blog. Perhaps substance wins over style. My 2 cents...

A wonderful post and wonderful comments. To all you Guys above, your words made me smile, centred my mind and helped me breathe a little deeper.

Have a great day...

This was last commented on 3 months ago. It's October 2012. Since my marriage 3 years ago in 2009. I have cooked chicken about 10 times. Im a rinser, always have been and so is my mom and other cooks in our family do the same. I cannot imagine not rinsing off the slime and smell, it just makes sense to do that. As people have mentioned its not just the bacteria of the chicken or meat, but how it has been handled and that is of a huge concern to me. So much so that I think I am slightly phobic about cooking chicken at home. I still cook minced beef or lamb. But am so put off by the info out there. This bloody chicken fecal soup is a disgusting practice and the reason most of us rinse is because we know that the slaughter methods aren't exactly 100% sanitary. The post above has put me right off chicken. Why does what we ingest have to be so disgusting? wish I could source real organic chicken slaughtered in humane and sanitary conditions. Wishful thinking at my budget.

Same here. For even my authentic Italian tomato sauce. I don't remove the seeds as I prefer the taste with them.

Love this. I often find 'alters' which in my minds eye, are stunning, worthy of reflection, of a moment or two of stillness. Such alters can be found anywhere but you're right. The kitchen is one such place. I know it's such a thing, when my lips betray an enlightened smile and my heart tingles. The gift for me is that the alter miakes me happy to be alive and in a state of mind where I can appreciate beauty in all it's forms.

Being a soppy soul and a parent, have to say my 16 month old child gives me an alter every day with her words, actions and innocence... The moments may be fleeting but they are forever held... For me... The gift is noticing, recognizing, digesting = breath of tingly smiley peace.

In Asian culture, a grand niece can be as close as a grand daughter. It all depends on your relationship. My grand aunt (grandmothers sister) is as loving and as devoted to us as her sister is. My grand aunt is not a distant relation. In fact culturally we refer to her as grandmother too. A family link is just that. No need to read too much into it.

This is without doubt a nightmare scenario. I remember we sent my brother a tiny fridge for his use during university. It was housed in his dorm room. The fridge was decent enough for a student to keep some essentials like milk, cans of drinks, butter and a few other essentials. The freezer was teensy. It allowed you to harbour ONE ice cube tray tops. As for your champagne being cooled enough for impromptu guests, I have a fab idea for you. A bowl which is at least half the height or more of your bottle, fill half way with cold water and add as many ice cubes as you can (if you can), it will cool down in 20mins. The secret is to keep stirring the bottle for a bit. It works.