When the weather gets cold, the tough whip up a warm soup.

This one is slightly thai-influenced in its taste, and extremely quick and simple to do.
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After you’ve made some nice onion soup, how about trying a different soup? The soup is called Dutch country cheese soup.

Yet again, it is a soup that is perfect for the cold winter days (speaking of which, today it’s -15 C here).
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Recently I saw this superbly good quote from Mr. Raymond Blanc in a BBC News article called “Food needs ‘fundamental rethink’”:
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Winter will soon be here in full effect at the Northern hemisphere, especially here in Scandinavia. What better way to thaw from the subzero temperatures than with some good, hot food. Here’s an easy recipe for some damn good onion soup.
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Here’s how to make Sierpinski carpet patterned cookies. If you prefer triangles, check out this recipe for Sierpinski triangle biscuits. These might go well as a dessert after fractal pizza.

Once upon a time I was in Spain. Among other things, I purchased a dessert wine called Tres Pasas (from Valencia area, I think). So one day it became time to open the wine, to have a glass with a good chocolate cake. But first I thought to do a bit of background research before enjoying the wine.
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It’s Midsummer soon and during Midsummer people of Scandinavia often consume moderate to high levels of alcohol in their quest of experiencing the heart of the summer most thoroughly. Therefore I’d like to present my favorite drink, the ever-beautifully tasty and very functional J�GERBOMB. (more…)

There is a joke where a farmer asks a physicist to come up with ways to improve the milk yield of the farmer’s cows. After the physicist has analyzed the problem, he begins his presentation by stating: “First, assume a spherical cow of uniform density…”

So, how does one boil an egg? First, treat the egg as a spherical homogeneous object of mass M and initial temperature T_egg…

Recently I visited London on a work trip. I visited a pub with my colleagues, and as we were walking back to the hotel near Holborn, we passed by a small sign from which I made out the word “hummus”. Like a Pavlov’s dog, my curiosity (and appetite) was immediately aroused.
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