RAINBOW CHARD ON LINGUINE

January 27, 2012

Somewhere over the rainbow, something's turning me on. Must be my Wizard of Oz fantasy.

Nothing gives me a chubby like an aesthetically pleasing plate of food. Not only does it satisfy the hunger pangs, but the emotionally pangs as well. Mark my words, nothing inspires sexy time dessert quite like a beautifully presented meal. How it tastes is almost secondary to how it looks on the plate. Shallow? Perhaps. But don’t question the rules of culinary seduction unless you want that chard on to go to waste.

Total time: Approximately 20 minutes
Projected cost: $10
Drinking buddy: White wine

Ingredients (serves 2)
1. 2 tbsp CALIVIRGIN olive oil
2. 1 dash sea salt
3. 1 dash crushed red CHILI flakes
4. 1 bunch rainbow chard
5. 1 lemon
6. 8 OZ linguine
7. 2 garlic cloves sliced thinly

Step 1
Wash the rainbow chard. Cut the stalks into bite-sized pieces. Cut the chard leaves into 1 inch strips. Meanwhile, bring a large pot of water to boil pasta.

Step 2
Warm up 1 tbsp of olive oil in a deep pan on medium heat. Saute the garlic slices until they start to brown (approx 30 sec). Toss in the chard leaf strips, drizzle with remaining olive oil, and throw the chopped chard stalks. Salt and red chili flake it all. Zest the lemon and then squeeze in all the juice. Turn the heat low and cook slowly.

Step 3
Boil the linguine al dente (approx 10 min). Drain and toss with in the pan with the veggies.

Serve solo or get all carbed up with GARLIC (MY BALLS) BREAD.

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NEVER FAIL KALE BREAKFAST

January 25, 2012
Epic fail?  Hardly!

Epic fail? Hardly!

There are few sure things in this world.  You can count on the sun rising, taxman finding you and herpes to come back with a vengeance.  But most promises of satisfaction guaranteed have so many disclaimers that it’s impossible to get your money back.  Even banging isn’t always guaranteed to wow when you sleep with a prude without the interest or skills to get your rocks off. My advice is to move on quickly from these cold fish in search of the flippier floppier variety.  One rare exception to the litany of disappointments is this healthy, tasty, morning-wood inducing dish.  You got your greens, protein and carbs working together to make you the sex machine of the hour.  If you do fail to inspire sexy time with this, you might just be a libido-less zombie.  You might want to get that checked out. Read the rest of this entry »


MY TASTY VALENTINE COOKING CLASS: NYC February 12

January 23, 2012

CTB in the NYC!

Attention New Yorkers, COOK TO BANG IS s partnering up with NYC cooking school MOPAC: Meet Other People And Cook to teach culinary seduction classes just in time for Valentine’s Day: MY TASTY VALENTINE. On February 14 you and your sweetums can go out to a crowded restaurant for an overpriced meal that you’ll be rushed through to make room for the next couple. And that’s if you can get a reservation! OR you could cook a meal together that can be a metaphor for your blossoming relationship. And we’re here to prepare you with lessons on aphrodisiacs, wine pairing, and an interactive how-to three-course meal sure to end with bang.

Join us for our pre-V-Day class taught in the heart of Soho on Sunday February 12. Meet new friends (and possibly lovers), people, learn how to cook and then eat a tasty meal. Did we mention you can drink wine provided to your hearts content?

Menu: Chicken Lettuce Cups, Oragasmic Catfish, and Under the Chocolate Covers Strawberries.

For more information or group rates e-mail: cooktobang@gmail.com. See you then!


PORTOBELLO BORDELLO

January 18, 2012
Turn any date into filthy hooker

Turn any date into filthy hooker

Some food has the power to transform a good day into a great day. We’ve all experienced a meal so freaking amazing that we talk about it years, sometimes decades later. Don’t get me started on this penne eggplant bowl I enjoyed on Italy’s Amalfi Coast. Let’s just say I had to smoke cigarette after…and I don’t even smoke! But there are certain dishes that are not only memorable, but cause clothes to melt away like the Wicked Witch of the West. Whore. The Portobello Bordello is one of those dishes. It is not only loaded with APHRODISIACS, but an edible orgasm of flavor, texture and attitude. Be warned: those with heart problems may not be able to handle this mushroom dish’s pure unadulterated awesomeness. The rest of you should not fear stuffing the mushroom. Odds are there will be some serious stuffing to follow. Read the rest of this entry »


PITA PIZZA PARTY

January 16, 2012
Where the party at?  In your pants of course!

Where the party at? In your pants of course!

Wondering where the party’s at? It’s wherever the hell you are at any given moment. You could walk into a nursing home and suddenly the geriatrics would be break-dancing and popping wheelies in their wheelchairs. Sound good? In order to make that shit happen, you better bring your A-game. That means throwing down something delicious, even it’s simple enough to assemble in total darkness underwater (not an ideal setting to cook, btw). So what is your lazy ass waiting for? Forget all the effort required to make pizza dough. Grab a big ass pita and make a big ass, booty-shaking pizza party for two…or more. Read the rest of this entry »


POKE YER PICCATA

January 13, 2012

chicken-piccata-served2I see you poking around my business.  You could at least buy me dinner first.  Or better yet, cook for me!  Make me some Italian comfort food and I might just put out.  No promises though.  You still have to woo me. But just want to put it out there that poking my piccata is a possibility.  Just play it cool and don’t act a fool.  Behold this simplified and slightly healthier version of the chicken piccata that takes all of 20 minutes to whip up for who ever is down.  This recipe was born after a particularly exhausting round of bedroom acrobatics that left my tantric trapeze partner and I famished.  I recreated my favorite piccata dish from my childhood using repressed memories and innovation.  Thank god for those frozen chicken breasts stuck to the bottom of my freezer.  That protein boosted me back into top form for another round of aerial maneuvering around the bedroom.  To this day, I have no idea why there are clowns and a lion tamer in my bedroom.  I’m not THAT kinky!

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BUTTER-MY-NUTS SQUASH SOUP

January 11, 2012

Butterball butternut bust-a-nut

Cook To Bang is nothing without its readership. If a recipe helps someone bang in the woods and no one is there to film it, does it make a moaning sound? I’ll leave that to the philosophers far wiser than me to answer. A massive shout out is due to my man DJ JD of Ottawa, Canada for this recipe. Homeboy came through with a unique and outstanding recipe when I needed it most. I make a point of not dating vegans since they severely limit my palette. But this particular vegan’s beauty is outclassed only by her cheeky personality. Naturally, a classy specimen of humanity deserves a little leeway. So after racking my sex-addled brain for a vegan recipe, I found JD’s email and took it for a test drive. Hot damn! This butternut squash soup made both our heads spin with glee. The vegan vixen was more than pleased. If Cooking To Bang was an Olympic event, JD just won the gold. CUE “Oh, Canada!” Read the rest of this entry »


TURKEY TURNKEY SEXFAST SINWICH

January 9, 2012
Turn the key and turn them on!

Turn the key and turn them on!

Sometimes banging someone is a struggle to achieve from the get go. Whether they have morals, romantic notions, or are gold diggers that expect a signed contract allocating your internal organs, it can be a pain in the ass. Wouldn’t it be much easier if said piece of ass would open with a simple twist of the key? My thoughts exactly. So I locked myself in the CTB R&D lab for months trying to figure out the formula to turn any meal into a panty skeleton key, but alas I was foiled. But during the course of my CTB travels, I stayed at one such challenge’s home. While she was at work, I rummaged through her kitchen and shopped for a few extra goodies. When she came home on her lunch break, I had this sandwich waiting for her. Let’s just say she was a little late to work and had to explain a questionable stain on her pantsuit. These pics are the meal I made that cracked the code…and bed frame. Read the rest of this entry »


CHARRED OCTOPUSSY SALAD

January 6, 2012
Don't be an octopussy.  Eat the goddamn salad!

Don't be an octopussy. Eat the goddamn salad!

Don’t mess with Octopussy.  That girl has Bond and every other man wrapped around her fingers, eight to be exact.  But that was before she went through the Bond rotation.  Octopussy never recovered once he cast her aside for the next tramp that could crush his spine with her thighs.  That’s where I came in.  She needed a rebound and I was generous to provide my body for that purpose.  All I had to do was sneak into her floating palace past her army of trained female bodyguards with a bag full of groceries. You may assume that I am trained with the ability to scale walls and hold my breath underwater for over an hour.  But all I have is my charisma and disarming sense of humor.  So I subdued the Octopussy cult army with cooking anecdotes and they took me to their leader.  It was tempting to just engage in a massive orgy with her trained killers, but my mission was to Cook To Bang Octopussy.  Homegirl gave me 10 minutes to impress her or I would be fed to her bloodthirsty manatees.  That was just enough time to fix up this salad and present it to Octopussy.  One bite and she was hooked.  We banged until her ego was restored.  And like a good villainess, she kicked me out of bed right after and went back to work on her world domination plot. Read the rest of this entry »


FINGER LICKIN’ ASS KICKIN’ CHICKEN LETTUCE WRAPS

January 4, 2012

I wrapped these tasty morsels up in lettuce and God said it was good.

You read that right. These lettuce wraps are no joke. Dr. Atkins is saluting them from his cloud in heaven. How could this much flavor be packed into such a low carb treat? Is it a miracle? Did God communicate this recipe to me from atop the mountain like Moses on Mount Sinai? The answer to all these questions is “You damn skippy!” This creation has absolutely nothing to do with the fact there was no bread in my house. Poppycock to those heretics who suggest otherwise. And the crowd of one I served it was certainly happy and surprised by the result. She too doubted that it would work. But I converted her into a believer. Can I get an amen? Read the rest of this entry »


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