San Francisco is one of those cities that has somehow become synonymous with Irish Coffee thanks to the Buena Vista and its place in the drink’s origin stories. The real, lesser known tale, tells the story of Joe Sheridan–the bartender who brought Irish Coffee to the Buena Vista–and the passengers of a Pan Am flight that was forced to turn around and land due to bad weather. Cold and tired in Foynes, Ireland, Sheridan was called in to warm the passengers up; he slipped some Irish whiskey into their coffee, topped it off with a pouring cream. When someone asked him if the coffee was Brazilian, Sheridan said, “No, it was Irish coffee!”
Have I admitted to my fascination with all things British yet? I don’t know if it’s the wonderfully dreary weather, the brogues, the pubs, the love of football (soccer), or the general awkwardness and forced politeness that seems to take over people, but I’ve always been drawn to the area. Back in college, I spent …
Can we talk about blood oranges for a minute? This fruit is so unbelievably gorgeous. As a child, I was always thrown off by the name. ‘Blood’ oranges. As much as I tried to convince my nephews and younger cousins that my aversion to sunlight was due to my being a vampire, I never really …
Warning: these cookies are addictive. If I have to confess, I ate two of them the day I made them despite repeatedly telling myself I could stop at one. The edges of these are insanely crispy but, once you reach the inside, there’s that perfect chocolate-y chew. Combine that with the crunch of the honeycomb …
