CONTEST! - Iron Bay Chef 2

Listen up, ya scurvy lot. With both ears! Oh, um, if yer missin' an ear, come sit closer.

My Kitchen Sister, my Baking Bestie, my Cooking Comrade, my Kneading Kindred, my ... oh, you get the idea. My fellow foodie, Junie Ginsberg, has just made an important announcement on the Babbage Aetheric Reader (or as the Scoundrel Fleet calls it, "Where The Rum Went")

Last year during the air kraken migration the first Iron Bay Chef contest was held; it was intended to be an annual contest, so here we are again! Whether you are an evil genius or a street urchin (the two are not necessarily mutually-exclusive), whether have a kitchen or a secret lab, whether you cook in factory ovens or over campfires, I want YOU to roll up your sleeves, put those fancy-schmancy goggles to good use and whip up some good, old-fashioned, pungent mayhem. Let's find out who is hungry for power and who is just HUNGRY!

Want to know the rules of the contest, what the prizes are, and what the secret ingredient is? Set sail for the full announcement here!

(Click if you'd like that design on a t-shirt!)

Rainbows and Rum - Drink Up!

Intrepid pirate Tamara Lowery has concocted a new drink that's perfect for Summertime. She says: 

"Had a rather successful experiment today. Took a large tumbler and put in several scoops of rainbow sherbet, about an inch or so of Captain Morgan Black Spiced Rum, and topped it with lemon-lime soda. Quite tasty!"

International Cat Day

Today, August 8, 2013, is International Cat Day!

 

Cinnamon and Gunpowder

This tempting novel was discovered by our own Scoundrel, Magdalena Kamenev. I couldn't wait to share the adventure and deliciousness onward to you!



Buy the Indie Book, "Cinnamon and Gunpowder"

A gripping adventure, a seaborne romance, and a twist on the tale of Scheherazade—with the best food ever served aboard a pirate’s ship

The year is 1819, and the renowned chef Owen Wedgwood has been kidnapped by the ruthless pirate Mad Hannah Mabbot. He will be spared, she tells him, as long as he puts exquisite food in front of her every Sunday without fail.

To appease the red-haired captain, Wedgwood gets cracking with the meager supplies on board. His first triumph at sea is actual bread, made from a sourdough starter that he leavens in a tin under his shirt throughout a roaring battle, as men are cutlassed all around him. Soon he’s making tea-smoked eel and brewing pineapple-banana cider.

But Mabbot—who exerts a curious draw on the chef—is under siege. Hunted by a deadly privateer and plagued by a saboteur hidden on her ship, she pushes her crew past exhaustion in her search for the notorious Brass Fox. As Wedgwood begins to sense a method to Mabbot’s madness, he must rely on the bizarre crewmembers he once feared: Mr. Apples, the fearsome giant who loves to knit; Feng and Bai, martial arts masters sworn to defend their captain; and Joshua, the deaf cabin boy who becomes the son Wedgwood never had.

Cinnamon and Gunpowder is a swashbuckling epicure’s adventure simmered over a surprisingly touching love story—with a dash of the strangest, most delightful cookbook never written. Eli Brown has crafted a uniquely entertaining novel full of adventure: the Scheherazade story turned on its head, at sea, with food.

Arrrrrrr-yum!

I like me breakfast like I like me captured ships.

Over easy.

Guac the Plank!

A wonderful treasure, found by Scoundrel Qwis Greenwood.

Today's t-shirt at ShirtWoot! is cleverly titled "Guac The Plank"

 You just have to pinch a wallet with $12 bucks in it, and it can be yours! 

Here is the shirt description from the website:

Other sailors would recoil from the S.S. Avocado when the ship went zipping by on the search for El Dorado.

Somewhere off the coast of Tortuga they gathered, in the back room of a small Mexican restaurant named El Chalupa. They entered shamelessly, parking as they wished, with no regard for the soccer moms and bachelorette parties who had long-standing reservations. They were pirates, and they took what they wished. And what they wished today was the "green gold" of the South: guacamole.

Dread Paul used the free chips and laughed as he finished the bowl. Lady Mary Keelhaul spread it across her burrito but waved her cutlass at any man who asked her for a bite. Sir Leslie Windsor took tiny spoonfuls and smiled across his Letter of Marque while Freeman Seaman lit candles with his beard and cried YOUR HOTTEST SALSA IS WEAK LIKE A GOVERNOR'S DAUGHTER!

The bill was reasonable. And they helped themselves to the mints next to the register as they left.

Soup: Not For The Timid

Our intrepid Scoundrel, Kimika Ying, discovered the above comic while on a recipe raiding mission. Well done, Kimika!

Credit for the comic itself goes to the brilliantly strange mind behind Qoana.  Go, be amused by the many other comics he's somehow warped into existence.