We love throwing dinner parties. Sometimes we’ll prepare an entire evening based around a particular place in the world. Ryan grew up eating Cuban food, and we have often chosen that theme since we have so many wonderful family recipes. A typical dinner party menu would include black beans and rice, our 20-clove garlicky yuca, a side of crispy tostones, a pitcher of sangria, and the silkiest flan for dessert—a simple classic recipe that Ryan’s abuelita and mother would make when he was growing up. One night a few years ago, we were fortunate to be invited to a dinner party where our friend Sarosh cooked a feast of delicious Pakistani dishes from her childhood. Everything she prepared was so incredibly flavorful that we asked for a few of the recipes and have been enjoying them ever since. These cooler fall breezes inspired us to make this traditional spicy daal the other night and we realized that it had to be shared with the world. So with the permission of our dear friend, we invite you to try this authentic masoor daal, a simple South Asian delicacy here to welcome September with its spicy, warm, and comforting flavors and beautifully appropriate fall color.
passion colada
Happy Labor Day everyone! Today we are heading to a barbecue and enjoying these glorious cooler temperatures that have arrived in southern California just in time for the holiday weekend. But before we go, we had to share a delicious tropical cocktail for all your last-minute party-planning needs, a refreshing twist on the piña colada. It is incredibly easy to make and literally takes just thirty seconds in the blender. Here, light rum is mixed with cream of coconut, pineapple juice, passion fruit puree, freshly squeezed lime juice, and blended with ice to make a creamy and refreshing beverage inspired by the Puerto Rican classic. Garnished with a strawberry, a slice of pineapple, and a colorful paper umbrella, the only labor you’ll need to do today is print out this recipe and plug in your blender!
mocha pudding parfaits
How did this happen? The calendar is trying to tell us that tomorrow is the last day of summer, but we are just getting started! The saddest part is that we have to wait an entire year to enjoy another burst tomato galette! (which we made on our instagram story last night) This just isn’t fair. So to soothe our sorrows and ease our minds, we’d like to close out the summer with a bang. Labor Day is this weekend, and boy do we gotcha covered. Have no fear, the Husbands are here, this time with a sweet treat that’s going to put a ribbon on your summer vacation and blast you off into pumpkin season, warm sweaters, and homemade apple pies. Say hello to mocha pudding parfaits, the star of this weekend’s festivities.
zucchini houdini
I (Adam) remember the day we brought home the new 1977 Cadillac Seville. With a stylish light tan exterior and a dark brown top, it had more space for the family, the beige leather seats were soft and comfortable, it boasted automatic locks and windows, it was our first car with air conditioning, and best of all it had a fancy 8-track cassette deck. I still clearly remember the music collection that my parents kept in that car: there was a bright blue Barry Manilow Live cassette that I would obsessively sing along with until I lost my voice or until my parents couldn’t take it anymore and asked me to stop. My mom worked in real estate, and this was the new luxury car for showing clients around town, an impressive replacement for the dark blue ’65 Volkswagen bug that she had been driving since her 16th birthday. Despite its classy appearance, the Cadillac ended up having lots of problems over the years. When I was fourteen, it caught fire one night as we were driving home through Topanga Canyon. The engine started to make an awful sound, and when I looked out the window, flames were shooting out from the sides of the car. We immediately pulled over, and ran as far away as we could. There we stood, helpless, on the side of the road in the middle of the dark canyon, waiting for the car to explode.
green zing julep
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Two summers ago we visited a floating bar in the middle of the British Virgin Islands that served the best Bloody Marys we have ever tasted. Only accessible by small boats, the steel ship—converted into a two-story restaurant and bar—is regularly filled with smiling customers wearing bathing suits, flip flops, and sunglasses. Once people get a few cocktails to build their confidence, the fun begins and you can watch them jump from the second story balcony into the crystal clear ocean twenty-five feet below. Our brave niece, Stella, who was nine at the time, lost all inhibitions after downing a few Shirley Temples, and decided to jump with the adults.