Should you be cooking from your computer or your cookbook? David and Renee offer their opinions. (And don’t forget to let us know which medium you prefer…)
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He Said:
Come into our kitchen and you’ll find cookbooks gracing it. About three dozen of them tucked away on two shelves along one side of the cooking island, their bindings perfectly even (thanks to a ruler I frequently nudge up against them). But they’re cooking eunuchs, nothing more than decoration, as if we were selling the house and wanted to convey subtley to potential buyers the domestic pleasures awaiting them in those pages. The motherlode of books are found far away from the UXBZ (unexploded bomb zone) of the kitchen: In CT, that would be my writing studio, and in NYC, the dining room. Plainly put: No sauces, tomato stains, or grease smudges will ever deface my books.
So it’s curious that my laptop, which cost me three times my monthly mortgage, is what I bring into the kitchen when I cook.
For me, comprehensiveness trumps logic. I know I should keep the computer miles away from the stove and my preternatural clumsiness. (I won’t even eat near my computer during the day.) But I just can’t stay away from everything the Internet has to offer while cooking. It’s like having my own personal Schlesinger Library’s Culinary Collection in my kitchen.
Whether you like it or not, just about any recipe you want to make from just about any cookbook is online somewhere. (Me, I like it.) And I like having Leite Brain—what I call my laptop—handy because I rarely cook from just one recipe. I pull from three or four at once, and the last thing I want is piles of books on the counter. Plus I oftentimes cook from this blog but am curious how other sites and blogs whip up, say, gougeres or bavette, so I browse. And soon enough, I’m lost in that great, wonderful, frustrating worm hole of cyberspace. Along the way I pick up a few tips from Michael Ruhlman here, a video from Mark Bittman there, and sometimes even a new idea for tomorrow’s dinner.
Then comes the ritual of the printing of the recipes and the taping to the cabinets (something The One hates, because I once pulled off paint when ripping them down after a particularly frustrating dinner). After the kitchen is kitted out, the computer isn’t out of reach—I never know when I might need more info, want to catch up on the latest episode of “Desperate Housewives” while onions sauté, or reply to Momma Leite, who likes to e-mail during the early evening.
What can I say, I have cooking ADD.
Of course, Leite Brain’s being in the line of fire (sometimes literally) has prompted me to jury-rig it for safety. First, I never have it next to the stove, anymore. We won’t go there, but suffice it say that I have a new laptop. I also cover the keyboard and screen with plastic wrap—kind of a giant computer condom protecting it from all kinds of nasties.
Now, the one place I never hesitate to bring my beloved books is the bedroom. There I luxuriate in their words and pictures and sometimes even fall asleep with a pile at my feet. I don’t know what that says about me or my relationship, but we’re not going there, either.
She said:
If you could see the state of my cookbooks, you’d understand why I don’t take my laptop into the kitchen.
It’s not that I’m intentionally careless. Or that my cookbook collection is terribly mistreated. It’s that I’m not the type of cook who can maintain the books in just-off-the-shelf condition. I’m prone to what someone once described as “Seussian stacks” of teetering pots and pans everywhere when I cook. Chopping boards balance over the kitchen sink. All four burners blast at the same time. The narrow ledge outside my former Manhattan window oft doubled as a makeshift cooling rack. Guests have been known to duck and dive, but for me, there’s a rhythm, albeit an occasionally discordant one.
In the midst of this juggling act, whether I’m testing as many recipes as I can at once or simply making supper, there isn’t a lot of time to be prissy about things like splashes and drips and splotches. If there’s a lull in the cooking while something roasts or braises or marinates, fine, I’ll be careful. Otherwise, prissy attendance to Mr. Clean-like standards of cleanliness would just be one more thing to do while I’m juggling more important stuff.
Just ask David. The last time—and I do mean the last time—he loaned me a cookbook, I set it safely outside the kitchen. One stray, damp thumbprint was all it took to give away my tendency to get lost in the kitchen moment.¹ I wouldn’t dare take my electronics into that fray.
Nor would I want to, practicality aside. You know how they say to use your bedroom only for sleep and, well, you know? I feel the same about my kitchen. I don’t want to be tempted to read emails while my eggs slip tragically from perfectly sunnyside up—yolks runny, please—into hardened mediocrity. I don’t want to interrupt everything to post 137 self-deprecating characters and a photo about the incident. Laptop or iPhone as resource? Without a doubt. But not when I’m in the throes of cooking. I already did my homework, sussing out an ingredient substitutions or summoning an online explanation for a technique before I stand facing the stove. If something comes up in the moment, I’ll deal with it. When I’m in the kitchen, it’s time to cook. Anything else is a distraction and messes with my mojo.
So the closest my delicate, Meyer-lemon-averse Mac gets to the mess—and I to its distracting charms—is a schoolhouse chair just outside my galley kitchen. With the volume on Spotify cranked, I can ponder deep thoughts from “All Things Considered” or croon off-key to Ella while otherwise considering all things cooking-related.
Perhaps the most efficient use of technology in the kitchen for me? Probably to photocopy a recipe in order to keep a book out of harm’s way. Still, that wouldn’t be the same. I’m a sucker for the sentient pleasures of cooking from a book. Which sorta explains why my cookbooks are a mess in the first place. I need the soothing white space around the edge of the page in order to dance a duet with the ingredients in my imagination. I revel in those idle moments while waiting for a stock to burble so I can linger and lose myself in lyrically written headnotes by, among others, the late Judy Rodgers.
They’re not just cookbooks. They’re scrapbooks of sorts. Telltale translucent stains from melted butter both grease and grace my mom’s decades-old binder of go-to recipes. I continue her legacy with a blemish here (a smear of cilantro that escaped from a Peppercorn-Coriander Root Flavor Paste) and a batter-splattered page there (the incomparable Laurie Colwin channeling Katherine Hepburn’s brownies in a decades-old issue of Gourmet). Though the almost-reformed perfectionist in me sometimes cringes, I don’t mind the splotches that shout out those memories, taking me back to memories of meals I’d never otherwise recall had those pages been seen onscreen. I don’t mind them at all. Originally published March 15, 2010.
¹Okay, a single watery fingerprint would be fine. But I could tell which recipe she tested by looking at the side of the book. The page was so wavy, it looked like an EKG readout.—David
Mein kinder: Do you bring your computer or cookbook into the kitchen? And why?
Tell us below in the comments.
I’ve a pretty decent collection of cookbooks, but they rarely go into the kitchen. I tend to scan the page of a recipe I like and print it out, so i can scribble my notes as I cook. I like to experiment, and quite often will use 2 or 3 recipes to make one personalized to our tastes. After a few tries and variations, my final mark up is then transferred into a Word doc and saved into my Dropbox, saved to use another day.
Great idea, Craig! Thanks so much for sharing it with us.
The computer for the win!
Where I live, the kitchen is right adjacent to the living area. I plug the TV’s HDMI cable into the laptop, sometimes have some music playing (so the computer screen doesn’t blackout), and I read off the screen while preparing.
Also, it is easier to track down that specific recipe at a moment’s notice. Plus you can juggle between two recipes (e.g. if a jambalaya calls for “cajun spice”, find a recipe to combine the needed herbs and spices – much better than store-bought mix), where need be. Also, you can organise the recipes how you want to when bookmarking them.
It is all because of finding recipes on the internet that I now have cooking as a hobby, and have made massive improvements ever since.
I agree, Mikey. It’s pretty unusual that I don’t have my computer open in the kitchen with a few recipe tabs open. Thanks for sharing!
At one time, I had hundreds of cookbooks. Perhaps it’s just part of the wisdom years, but I hardly ever buy a cookbook anymore. I read them, certainly, either from the library or on-line, but I prefer on line recipes because I love the comments of those serious cooks who have tried them, and I appreciate the up to date corrections to recipes with errors. That way, I don’t waste ingredients. There are any number of ways to protect my iPad screen from splatters and wet hands. No printouts means less paper trash. I can save my recipes digitally with my notes so next time I can remember what was good or what to do differently. Win-win!
LeslieB, you’re my long-lost twin!! I agree with everything you say!!
If it is a new recipe for me then I usually print it out and take it into the kitchen. However, all the recipes that are “winners” (my husband’s term for things he would like to eat again) then I store them as a document in cloud storage which I can access with my little laptop computer. I actually call this computer “Recipes” and I bought it specifically so I could do this. It is also a good method because I can send a copy of the recipe to anyone who has raved about something I made.
Wendy, I’m completely smitten with your suggestion and love it! Definitely keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Thank you so much for sharing this…
NEITHER! My most important kitchen tool is my iPad. Before I had it attached to a hard shell Bluetooth keyboard/iPad case (looks and works exactly like a miniature laptop) I would slip it in a gallon size ziplock before starting whatever cooking project awaited me. Now with the mini-laptop simulation I’m just more careful (especially with ingredient-laden fingers on the keyboard). I put all my recipes that I make or want to make in my Paprika App (love love love) which makes it easy to Search my recipes by categories that are self defined, do meal planning and organization, make shopping lists, and explore the original post ior article each recipe came from for author or reviewer tips. I do not think I would be able to cook a meal without my iPad joining me in the kitchen. I love my cookbooks but no longer have the patience for cooking from a printed non interactive page. And my laptop is too big and would take up way too much counter space and would have to stay plugged in to a charger for lengthy kitchen sessions.
Lynn, once I got a larger iPad (I had the smallest Apple made) I’ve been using that. I do put it in a kitchen condom–a zip-top bag. Don’t want it getting dirty.