Despite the gray and rainy weather this week, I made myself a salad. Generally when the weather is like this, I like soups and foods that warm the cockles of my soul. Between Soup and Soul…hmmmm…there’s only a single letter difference. Maybe it’s not so ridiculous that soup is generally soul-warming. This week, though, I’ve… Continue reading Spring Green
What is this time of the year, besides being a time wrought with bizarre weather and equally bizarre politics? It’s Maple Sugar time, baby! Have you ever been to a sugar shack? White billowing clouds flowing forth from a ramshackle cabin in the woods. And when you step inside? Probably one of the best scents… Continue reading Tap, Tap, Tap
I like cauliflower. My family is still on the fence regarding this oddly-shaped, white veggie. And I admit, in it’s raw state, it can be a little hard-core for a kid. Not me, though, I love it in all of its forms. And given its pale color (as opposed to other screaming-antioxidants-at-you colored-veggies), one would… Continue reading A Simple Hit
I am, by heritage, Polish and Italian. By some people’s thinking, the stuff of joke books. Yeah, yeah, yeah. While engaged, my husband and I lived in a very Italian section of Brooklyn. When we moved in, years before the hipsters descended and the quiet store fronts became Bon Appetit destination restaurants, there were old… Continue reading Bocce and Coconut Milk
Sometimes the hardest things to master are the basics. I’ve read that the true test of a great cook is how well they can cook the simplest items. A roast chicken. A perfectly hard-boiled egg (no gray-green yolk…yuck!). Spaghetti. My nemesis, much to the probable chagrin of my ancestors, has been polenta. I can make… Continue reading Failing My Ancestors
As you grow older and get to know yourself better, you zero-in on your likes and figure out where you stand with things. You color yourself in with all the crayons of life. I’ve come to discover this…that with the exception of a good Pinot Noir or Malbec, I’m really a cocktail girl. Somehow, cocktails… Continue reading Arrrrrrr! (That’s my Zombie voice)
Been married for almost 18 years but I still love a good date. The fruit, that is (thank you for putting up with that opening sentence-I just had to do it). I’ve noticed, as I’m sure you have too, that there are some unsung foods out there. Ones that really are so good, but for… Continue reading Not One to Remain Dateless
