fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the lesser known truths in the food universe.
My Ideal Dinner Party: A Novel
In the early days becoming a writer, to me, meant hosting or attending sophisticated dinner parties in a brownstone apartment with crown molding and paintings on the walls in some city like New York or Paris. This might explain why I’m a much better dinner party hostess than I am a writer. My capacity for rigid discipline only extends to planning dinner party menus and playing the woman of society.
By Maggie Blaha4 years ago in Feast
Gulf Steam Time Machine
My daughter and I have a Custom Gulf Stream Time Machine that can go anywhere anytime, and we’re in the mood for a beachside dinner party with a couple of our heroes. On average writers can be a reclusive bunch. There are few dynamic personalities among the authors whose work I admire most. For instance, Hunter S. Thomson knew how to party. That is what made his Gonzo style of writing so engaging. The reader gets to live vicariously through him when he jumped headfirst into dangerous and often self-destructive behavior. We do not have to dodge bullets, get beaten up by a biker gang, or go on lengthy acid trips to know what it is like. As a reader of Hunter S. Thompson’s work, we can get a play by play of the moment to moment smells, sounds, and feels that made Gonzo writing so popular.
By Shelly Brooks4 years ago in Feast
A Van Gogh Dinner Party
Having dinner with Van Gogh is a dream of mine. He is one of the most influential artists of all time, and a favorite artist of mine. He possessed so much genius, so much creativity, and although he left the world too soon, he gave the world a beautiful gift in every single one of his paintings. I was at an art museum once, looking at a self portrait by Van Gogh, and I was struck by the reality that Van Gogh had stood in front of that painting, where I was standing now. His hands touched the space in front of me and created the work of art which was now inches in front of my face. It was almost difficult to fully acknowledge and to really take in. But it got me thinking about how much I would have loved to know him in real life. What would such a genius be like on an average day? These curiosities only heightened when I looked at the painting of his bedroom a few minutes later. It was such an ordinary space, yet painted with such emotion and story.
By Reese Marie4 years ago in Feast
The Perfect Dinner Party - Celebrating the Joy of Writing
Ever since I discovered writing was something I like to do, my life changed. Seriously, I am not exaggerating on this one. I have always been a fan of pop culture, video games and entertainment in general. I love cinema and I feel so blessed for being alive to witness the live portrayal of my favorite comic book characters or playing in digital worlds where I can lose myself.
By Jonas Casillas4 years ago in Feast
The Dinner Party of Time
Until now, I’ve never thought of having a dinner party. I enjoy regular dinners with my close friends and go out of my way to avoid parties. My social meter isn’t huge, so I thought, “If I am going to throw a dinner party, I have to make my guest list count.”
By Alex Bonilla4 years ago in Feast
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I’ve always gotten fluster when asked “If you could have dinner with anyone, dead or alive, who would you have dinner with?” I’ve never narrowed it down to one person; I mean you have the greatest, Elizabeth C Stanton, you have the awesome Tupac, my personal favorite my dad and of course the most recent ones, Obama and J Cole.
By Lucinet Luna - The Author 4 years ago in Feast
Only Time Will Tell
“Not spicy enough,” I thought, making to add another dash of paprika before panicking. “Or is it too spicy?” I had no idea how my guests would like it. I could only imagine the food they were used to might differ pretty tremendously. I took a mental glance down the list of my dinner guests for the evening and decided to add a little more paprika anyway. It was going to be quite an evening! I had showed my mother the list of guests last week over tea and she had expressed concerns about how they would all get along.
By Jake Bennett4 years ago in Feast
What happens to those who keep the coffee in the fridge? Here is the incredible answer
What happens to those who keep the coffee in the fridge? If the coffee is left in the fridge at low temperatures and with humidity it loses all its fantastic aroma and absorbs the smell of other foods, ending up taking on a rather strange taste. Ground coffee must be stored in a cool, dry place. A shelf not exposed to sunlight is the most suitable place. Both ground coffee and beans suffer from heat, cold and sudden changes in temperature. It is good to know that the shock caused by the coffee coming out of the refrigerator causes condensation inside the container and humidity is the enemy of its good conservation. Leaving the coffee in the freezer damages the natural fats and depresses its aroma.
By Marco Bonomo4 years ago in Feast
Sweet & Sour
Sweet & sour, bitter & sweet. Let us consider this dynamic flavorsome duo. Two delectable tastes worthy in their own rights, but when combined, the eruption of the two apposing forces interchanging is a unique experience in and of its own. Like most dynamic duos - sugar & spice, wine & cheese, nuts & beer, Bert and Ernie, Thelma and Louise, the sun and moon, they compliment each others assets like two best friends should. Sweet and bitter enhancing one another and their qualities, whilst balancing the palate and making the eating experience delectable.
By sarah-rashael4 years ago in Feast
Crab Claws
The shop was pretty ordinary, situated on Exhibition Street opposite the Comedy Theatre. If you blinked, you’d miss it. They sold crab claws, the best in Melbourne so the sign in the window outside stated. Mrs Cray stood facing the red and gold oriental door and wondered if she should try them, rain pelting her, clothes soaked to the skin. It was an hour before her lift to Barbara’s house, her complaining sister-in-law. Well, thought Mrs Cray, I suppose John’s death five days ago has finally given you something to really bloody complain about. Cruel thoughts about Barbara given the circumstances…but true none the less, Mrs Cray believed.
By Noel Anderson4 years ago in Feast