A love like mine is rare. So is the steak I just sent back to the kitchen. But you’d damn well better not send my love back -Jarod Kintz

I couldn’t agree more with Jarod, my sentiments about steak are: if a good vet could have it back on its feet in less than 15 minutes re- moo-ve (couldn’t resist throwing in a cow pun) it from my plate & put it back on the grill  ….I like mine Medium rare! Perfect segway for today’s post on my cast iron skillet rib eye steak with a basalmic vinegar reduction  served with a strawberry, avocado and sunflower salad with a basalmic-honey vinaigrette… I’m salivating just typing the characters!!

Skillet Rib Eye Steak with a Basalmic Orange Vinegar Reduction served with Avocado Strawberry Salad

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The day: A sunday

Time: Some time between coffee o’ clock and coffee o’ clock

Place (s): My kitchen, Karura Forest, Toi Market, My Kitchen, My Verandah/patio/porch (whatever the correct name is!), My living room….the little girls room, back to the living room then….. “Abida! Snap out of it!”

Moving on…

Cast: Lister, Zizmaroo & I

Several Sundays ago my friend Lister and I took Zizmaroo to Karura Forest cycling. I could wax poetic about Karura Forest! It is one of my many favourite paces in Kenya and the fact that it’s about half an hours drive from my house (this is highly dependent on weather conditions – whenever it rains Nairobians turn into headless chickens behind the wheels; time of the month {NO this has nothing to do with PMS!} – there are fewer cars on the road mid-month…or whenever Energy Regulatory Commission reviews fuel rates upwards!; If I decide to stop over somewhere for a gigantic meal – I am about to work it off after all; whether KENHA/KURA (our roads authorities) have decided to repair roads during peak traffic times!! (which always seems to be the case)…….What I’m getting at is if the stars and moon align to create perfect conditions for my zodiac sign {VIRGO BABY!} I think I just failed miserable at trying to sound mythical with this last statement!, then it takes me half an hour!!). Which is Fantastic! I love the tranquility, the awe-inspiring vistas, I love to take walks there, cycle, jog ( this peculiar half trot half walk half jog that I do when I say I’m jogging!) I love Prof. Wangare Mathai, the fierce Nobel Laureate who literally had her braids pulled off her skull just so that Zizmaroo, myself and other Kenyans would not only enjoy being in the forest but also benefit from the numerous ecosystem benefits.

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The Kitchen is a laboratory and everything that happens there has to do with science. Its biology, chemistry, physics. Yes there’s history. Yes there’s artistry. Yes to all of that. But what happens there, what actually happens to the food is all science.-Alton Brown.

This quote is giving me such Dexter-esque inspirations (And just for the record I am referring to Dexter from Dexters Lab, not Dexter from Dexter – the tv series about the serial killer! great show though. So no need to switch off the lights and pretend to not be home, when I ring your doorbell!!!), who needs an apron in the kitchen?!, I will just go ahead and get myself a lab coat!

So for those of you who have the grace of Dee Dee in the kitchen (yes I’m milking this Dexter’s Lab analogy for all I’ve got!) read Alton Brown’s quote and transform yourselves into scientists….. I just might get myself a pair of geeky eyewear to go with the lab coat!



I don’t know about you but I do love a tool…. a kitchen tool….although God knows I have dated a couple of the former!!! But for this post I’m referring to the latter! I could spend hours poring over kitchen gadgets and appliances…the same could be said for furniture, flatware, Pinterest, Nigella Lawson’s cookbooks (she is my sHe-roe!!)….okay clearly this list is getting too long and I cannot for the love of me recall what I was getting at! MMPPPH! what was I attempting to get across??! Ah! yes I was giving you an insight into  my love of tools men with tool belts ( though I have to say, I am yet to meet a carpenter, construction worker, fireman or mechanic who looks like their counterparts in movies do!!!!). Despite my never-ending love of kitchen gadgets (and ice-cream) I have never dreamt of one day owning a ice-cream maker, and YES I said dreamt ( I dream of cooking ranges, fridges and food processors that I want to buy, I dreamt of the Le Creuset dutch oven that I now own….and to think I got it in adams market for Ksh. 1500!!!! STEAL! I also dream of other things that I will not be sharing with you as they fall into the WTI (way too inappropriate!) category. So enough about me and my dreams about shirtless  oooops I almost spilled the WTI beans! If any beans are to be spilled used for the strawberry and raspberry ripple ice-cream, then it should be Vanilla beans!!



I don’t care who you are, if you don’t like ice-cream, there is something inherently wrong with you!- Abida Buoro

I hope my friend Lister reads this!

If you aren’t devouring ice cream on account of  watching your weight….then you can take this to the bank because a very wise transgender (I couldn’t decide whether I should say wise man or wise woman…so I went with transgender!) said it :

Don’t be afraid of a few extra pounds. Fat people are harder to kidnap.

If the very wise hypothetical transgenders’ words have moved you then go ahead and sprinkle some chocolate over that ice cream, after all:

Chocolate comes from cocoa, which is a tree. That makes it a plant. Chocolate is a salad.

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