The Brohemian Kitchen

A dank bank of gnar nummies and swoll tummies.

There Is Such a Thing as a Pizza Museum

This is real.

The collection ranges from the familiar (toys, puzzles, magazine ads, comic books, etc.) to the absurd - including a stainless-steel pizza cutter shaped like the USS Enterprise, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Pizza Drop plinko arcade game circa 1990, an original Spanish poster print of the film Do the Right Thing, a copy of the John C. Holmes adult film Hot and Saucy Pizza Girls, and more than 150 vinyl 45s and LPs honoring pizza in song and lyric.


Bourgey Winter Salad Recipe

Awash in the noisy battle between the aristocracy and the proletariat, it’s easy to forget the middle child of class warfare: the bourgeois. These are the proud overeducated citizens who use their superior buying potential to single-handedly support institutions like Whole Foods and Brookstone, justify the existence of essential markets (e.g. custom smartphone cases, motorized scooters), and maybe even float entire nations (I hope Greece is getting a cut of this whole yogurt thing).

To honor these contributions to society, The Brohemian Kitchen has developed a dish specifically (mind you not ‘exclusively’; that is saved for the elite) for the bourgeois. To do so I put in countless hours of R&D to understand the needs and values of the bourgey (mind you not ‘booshy’; that’s how peasants spell it) man or woman.

Any bourgey dish is based on the following 5 pillars:

  1. Specificity - Ingredients need to make full use of descriptive adjectives, loanwords, and/or proper nouns that lend an air of uniqueness and credibility (e.g. artisan cheese, charcuterie, Meyer lemons).
  2. Sourcing - Ingredients need to be local, organic, grass-fed, whatever. You need to taste that Northern California terroire.
  3. Seasonality - Ingredients need to be used at the right time of year because then they taste better and shit.
  4. Statement - Diet and cuisine are statements about one’s belief systems as much as they are ways to ingest nutrients. Members of the bourgeois are educated enough to know about central nervous systems and pain responses in non-human fauna. As such animals are only allowed to die for clothing and apparel.
  5. Salads - Even the lowest of the middle class will hit up a McSalad Shaker, but the thought of a goat cheese, walnut, apple, spinach medley can make any bourgey individual salivate. And kale too.

After understanding these values the dish came easily and naturally. I present the Bourgey Winter Salad.

  • Kale, 5-7 big stalks, chopped
  • Shallots, 2 whole, minced and fried until brown and crispy then left to chill in fridge
  • Avocados, 2 whole, quartered and then sliced in the skin, sushi-style
  • Dressing
    • Olive oil, 4 tablespoons
    • Apple cider vinegar, 2 tablespoons
    • Lemon juice, from 2 lemons
    • Jalapeno, minced and crushed
    • Green onions, a few stalked, minced and crushed
    • Sea salt, a couple pinches
    • Pepper, a couple pinches, ground on the spot
    • Coriander seeds, a couple pinches, ground on the spot


  • Start with only a little bit of oil when frying the shallots. You will need to add more as the oil burns off or absorbs into the minced pieces. If you add too much in the beginning the end result will be soggy.
  • If it pleases your sensibilities, use Meyer lemons but BEWARE, they are sweet and will diminish the tang.
  • Don’t ever use pre-ground spices, especially for coriander seeds. Since you’re bourgey, you own a coffee grinder and can use that. For bonus points use a mortar and pestle.
  • If you’re worried the jalapeno will be spicy, first of all, don’t, you’re being a wuss, and second, the spice is suspended nicely in the fat of the olive oil and avocados so it doesn’t sit as harshly on your tongue as it does if consumed straight.
  • This recipe is very flexible and extensible. Ingredients can be substituted by flavor profile (e.g. chard for kale) and the simplicity means it can take additions for flavor or nutrition (e.g. grapefruit, quinoa, bacon, etc.).

Enjoy with a modestly priced wine.


The Meat Jerking Beef Recipe.
1 Cow; serves (at least) 3
Salt Goodman
“Jeff” Garlic
Cleaning soap/spray, preferably non-toxic but you get what you pay for
Chainsaw cow (beef) to chunks, or strips as preferred
Wet/Clean chunks in prep of jerk of beef
Season to taste (jerk)
Now as you gain more jerk experience feel free to try some of your own seasonings, styles, and cleaning supplies.  Remember to have fun with it!

A gourmet recipe from the Meat Jerking Beef Boys (Ders, Adam, Blake).


The Meat Jerking Beef Recipe.


  • 1 Cow; serves (at least) 3
  • *Lawry’s*
  • Salt Goodman
  • Pep 
  • “Jeff” Garlic
  • Cleaning soap/spray, preferably non-toxic but you get what you pay for


  • Chainsaw cow (beef) to chunks, or strips as preferred
  • Wet/Clean chunks in prep of jerk of beef
  • Season to taste (jerk)
  • Serve

Now as you gain more jerk experience feel free to try some of your own seasonings, styles, and cleaning supplies.  Remember to have fun with it!

A gourmet recipe from the Meat Jerking Beef Boys (Ders, Adam, Blake).

14 Ridiculous Sugar Cereals

Remember when mom wouldn’t let us have sugar cereals growing up so we had to go to our friend’s house because he smokes with cigarettes and his mom let him see Rated-R movies and ride a skateboard with no helmet? These entitled millenials and their lenient parents have ruined this tradition by taking sugar cereals for granted, but there was once a time when sugar cereals were for Christmas and when you snuck them into the shopping cart. My goal is to honor that beautiful memory. It’s fun to do bad things so let’s get some cavities.

Sprinkle Spangles

This may be the only cereal I can provide tasting notes for. Similar to the aesthetic this cereal’s flavor profile is a firework display of fructose, preservatives, red 40, and puffed rice. Cocaine:crack::Cap’n Crunch:Sprinkle Spangles. Very American colors and theme though I believe genies are of Eurasian origin. I will concede it’s very American to try to shamelessly cash in on obvious trends. Bonus factoid: the genie was voiced by the poor man’s Robin Williams:

Dom does deserve some huge points though. When he died he was working on a cookbook called The Pizza Challenge. We can only dream of the secrets contained in that lost codex.

Croonchy Stars

A cereal presumably created by the best Muppet, Swedish Chef, which means we can assume he made liberal use of singed eyebrow hair (who’s texture is IDENTICAL to saffron FYI). I asked myself, is this character iconic enough to merit his own cereal? Maybe not, but it’s fitting he has a Firefox add-on that translates pages to Bork. And yes, fuck that, there’s no way I’m figuring out how to add umlauts to the section header.

Baron von Redberry vs. Sir Grapefellow

What does a young lad in the 1970s fancy himself as he plays with his action figures? General Mills bet such a child would be familiar with World War I military aviation and would choose either an archconservative Teutonic fighter pilot with the requisite upturned moustache or his dapper British counterpart. Needless to say these cereals lasted less than a year.

All I know is there is a HUGE opportunity for a rap duo based on these cereals. I’m thinking Redman and Method Man could put out a concept album about The Great War, which actually wouldn’t be too far from past collabs where they impersonate stodgy white people. First single will be “Sweet Grape Starbits vs. Sweet Berry Starbits (featuring Tyga).”

Nintendo Cereal System

Fruity vs. berry, a flavor battle so epic that surely its medium must be cottonmouth-inducing rice puffs. My main problem with this cereal is there are no mushrooms floating in it that make you 3x bigger. Also it’d be tight to eat breakfast while riding Yoshi.

Reptar Crunch

I nearly disqualified Reptar for being too millennial for this rigorous list (I consider the introduction of Dill Pickles to be unacceptable New Testament BS to allow the rugrats to age with their massive audience of baby boom children), but I decided Reptar was definitely cool enough to join the crew and I’m really digging the Balzac purple on teal color scheme. The two downsides are i) why not just make Reptar bars like on the show and ii) what about Rocko’s Marshmellow Life?


Look how fucking stoked this kid is.

I’d be this stoked too if I had convinced my mom to let me eat straight candy for breakfast. Big credit to the Ralston people for including separate packaging for each flavor so you could mix and match as you see fit.

Donkey Kong Jr. Cereal

The people who made the Nintendo cereal system were too old-fashioned. They thought they could make some cereal, slap a video game character on it, and call it a day. Donkey Kong Jr. cereal takes the sugar cereal to the next level by putting real true-blue candy in the actual box. That’s Pez, a stick of compressed sugar, just chilling among banana bunches or whatever else was floating in that glucose jungle. It’s so genius it’s sickening. Jungle JAPES up in hurr.

Slimer and the Ghostbusters

A couple of questions about this tremendous box artwork:

  • Why is Slimer designed after that crack head I drive past every day in the Tenderloin?
  • Why did Slimer ejaculate over all the members of the Ghostbusters?
  • Were the Ghostbusters ahead of their time by excluding tropical oils from their cereal?
  • Why are these the REAL Ghostbusters? Were there imposters?
  • Is that a real diploma that ten-year old has?

Fruit Brute + Yummy Mummy

Few people realize that General Mills released 5 monster-themed cereals, not just the feared and delicious Count Chocula, Boo Berry, and Franken Berry. Short-lived were Fruit Brute (1974-1983) and Yummy Mummy (1987-1993). I know what you’re thinking. With every teenager in the world right now getting consumer boners for anything Twilight, why not reintroduce the werewolf-themed Fruit Brute with a celebrity tie-in with Taylor Lautner transforming into delicious lime marshmellows. Well General Mills doesn’t sense the pulse of American teens like the readers of The Brohemian Kitchen do so we’re going to have to settle for their Yummy Mummy revival timed with the depressing but inevitable release of The Mummy 4. As a consolation prize GM has released some official Fruit Brute merchandise since the cereal bit the silver bullet. From the Wikipedia page, “ in recent years both a resin model kit and a bobblehead statue have been sold in his image.” Nothing goes better than monster cereals than resin hits.


This cereal looks like a shitty corn pops rip off but I put when you pour milk on it the cereal grows puckishly evil but delicious marshmellows.

Mr. T

I’ll save everybody the pity-the-fool puns so we can focus on Mr. T’s ouevre of sugary product endorsements. Long before he was in the cereal biz Mr. T did some endorsements for Kool Aid. This is remarkable, not because Mr. T is known for attaching himself to saccharine commercial vehicles (re: Clubber Lang), but because my dad is a BALLER and hung out with Mr. T while working on the Kool Aid ad campaign in the late 80s. Also my dad is strong and can beat up anybody.


Much like the marshmellows dispersed among too many flavorless rice puffs, sometimes you save the best for last. Unfortunately Urkel’s campaign to be the first black president lost steam when Family Matters got cancelled.

Did I do that?

Brisket and Biscuit Redux

At the request of our grandpa, my brother and I brought back the award winning pastrami sandwich team for a father’s day special. After a day of rifle-shooting, ATV-driving, and flag football, the fam settled down to some grade-A sandos.



Swedish American relations at an all time high.

Swedish American relations at an all time high.


A cooked squid ejaculates in a Korean woman’s mouth. This takes adventurous eating to the next level. I am not worthy.


Hella days ago I teamed up with my brother for a Bonavina-sponsored potluck competition and WE WON. I smoked a 22-hour pastrami and made some mustard and he baked sour cream-enriched, bacon-flecked rolls for the ultimate barbeque reuben. For some reason I forgot to post the pics but now that I’m making another pastrami, this time for father’s day / my Poppy’s 6-month delayed 87th birthday, I figured I’d finally make a post.

Flavor cube

Some maniac cuts meat

Getting faded, faded

Clean and dope like heroin soap

Thanks to Scott Lieberman of Bonavina for the frighteningly hi-res pics.