by Jessica Merchant in Drinks, April 7th, 2016
by Jessica Merchant in Drinks, March 15th, 2016
Strawberry kiwi is one of those throwback flavors that my ’90s-loving, Lisa Frank-Trapper Keeper-toting, denim-jacket-wearing, neon-hair-tie-sporting tween self went crazy over. If I’m not mistaken, it was surely one of the flavor trends that was everywhere — and as a millennial, I have it ingrained in my brain and scent memory forever.
Strawberry kiwi taffy, juice, candles or body lotion could be found in my life at any given moment back in 1995 — it was the scent to have. Right next to blue raspberry, of course, which could always turn your tongue and teeth the most-beautiful shade of sky. The artificial strawberry kiwi was sickly sweet, something that my young self adored and craved, in taste and smell. It was barely reminiscent of actual kiwi and strawberry, though; it was more like a bowl of kiwi and strawberry piled with sugar and set out to macerate for three days.
I didn’t hate it! In fact, I was nuts over it.
by Jessica Merchant in Drinks, January 21st, 2016
When I was growing up in Pittsburgh, it definitely felt like we were one of the few cities that were completely excluded from pro basketball season. And it still kinda feels that way, but we get a big boost from colleges and universities during the big basket tourney that tips off in March, which, for me, means time to make all the snacks!
Little apps, snack mixes, milkshakes, meat-lovers’ pizza and … wait for it … homemade slushies! You can even make them into shooters.
That’s what I’m talking about.
by Jessica Merchant in Drinks, Holidays, Recipes, December 17th, 2015
Since I was about 3 years old, my mom instilled a belief in me: Fridays were for shopping. Every Friday we’d meet my aunt, cousin and grandma for lunch, then head to the nearest mall, where we’d stay for hours (seriously hours) and shop till we dropped. It was probably only about three hours or something, but three hours in kid years? May as well be two weeks.
I just know we were there for a loooong time.
Our snacks at the mall usually came down to two options: Pralines ‘N Cream ice cream from Baskin-Robbins (my grandma’s No. 1 choice) or Orange Julius drinks (preferably a pina colada for me) all around. It was totally dependent on the mood, as those are fairly different options, right?
by FN Dish Editor in View All Posts, October 22nd, 2008
Words cannot explain just how excited I get about hot chocolate season. I’d never been a huge fan of hot beverages until recently, when I fell down the coffee hole fast and hard. But I always could get down with hot chocolate. And it had to be chocolate — not cocoa. Cocoa could work in a pinch, and I vividly remember drinking it from the packets on freezing cold days after playing in the snow with my brothers for hours on end. But the chocolate. Like sipping chocolate … that’s what dreams are made of.
It all started with Serendipity 3 in New York City, and if I’m being real, then it actually started with the movie Serendipity. I was completely fascinated by the adorable boutique-y cafe in the movie that served what only appeared to be ridiculous frozen hot chocolate.
Welcome to The FN Dish, now expanded at your request. Food Network insider Bruce Seidel will still serve up his hot weekly web show every Monday. Plus, we’ll have great behind the scenes, all-access bites from the Food Network team. Make a date to check in every day for the latest on your favorite shows and stars.
Want to join our celebration with the cocktail pictured here? Get the recipe for Michael Chiarello’s Prosecco Gold Rush. Cheers!