The Three Faces of Me: Debbie
So you’ve met Fat Debbie: and Hot Debbie: It’s time to introduce plain ol’, garden variety, what-you-see-is-what-you-get Debbie: That photo was taken just a few days ago. I’m a little heavier than I’d like to be these days—I’ve gained twenty pounds since my wedding six months ago. There are several reasons for that, including an ...Keep Reading
Stocking Up at Chelsea Market
Yesterday I had to run an errand to the Meatpacking District, and to me that means only one thing: a detour to the Chelsea Market. Almost ten years ago, some foodie genius converted the old Nabisco factory (birthplace of the Oreo!) into a nearly one-stop gourmet food/supplies source. Spoking off a central corridor, there’s a ...Keep Reading
Chewy Cocoa Fudge Cookies
OK, so I didn’t end up cooking last night. But those flowers did earn something wonderful for S: his favorite cookies. Crrrazy good and shockingly easy to throw together, these are from an old Cooking Light recipe so they’re actually kinda sorta pretty healthy, and as usual I’ve made a modification or two. They bake ...Keep Reading
Nothing to Do with Food, Really
The doorbell just rang. It was these: Are they not insanely beautiful? They’re from S. Today is our six-month wedding anniversary, but that’s just a coincidence. S produces documentaries, and lately he’s been working insane hours. The flowers are because I’ve been doing all the cooking and cleaning (well, whatever cleaning is getting done–it’s not ...Keep Reading
Cereality, or: Why I’m No Visionary
I once worked with a visionary. His name was David Roth, and he was Associate Publisher of Fodor’s Travel Publications. I was VP of advertising and promotion for a division of Random House, and Fodor’s fell under my purview. I loved working with David—he had huge energy and passion; he was always willing to try ...Keep Reading
